by darkness Sep 7, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
We were Young it was a spring day she kissed me for the first time.as we grew up we saw less and less of one another it killed me on the in side that i had lost her my once true love left. it was the most dread full day. every day i would cry my self to sleep i would never find here i said to my self. then one day she sowed up on my door step she said she was sorry that she should not have left me you would think i would take here back but i new now that i was to walk Alon in this life never to be loved. |
by Mark Harris
It's nice, but could've been laid out a bit better? Also little more descriptive maybe? |