Her P1

by Nathan   May 12, 2007


She stands there not knowing my true fealing's, looking threw me, I sit here, lonley fealing her eye's stab rate threw me, I wish I could just disapear.

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  • 17 years ago

    by xXVampiraXx

    I'm sorry,
    It makes me sad reading other peoples poems that are like this one...
    Yet when i read my own i feel nothing.
    You did good on it.

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