i love reading and writing poems, its a great way to express yourself. my best friend in the world is moving soon, and we cant handle it...weve had so many good memories... |
He felt as though he were wandering in the forests...
Always the eyes watching you and the voice...
Sarah is a little girl
with a handicapped dad...
With the bracelet on my hand
I’ll hold yours tight...
With the bracelet on my hand
I’ll hold yours tight...
I am alone...
no one cares to understand what i bear...
Never say god i have a problem...say hey problem, i have god. -louma |
Is the hand u hold, the hand that holds you down?? |
Can you plz read my poemsand comment,....search louma...thanks |