im 13 and like poetry i writte poems and none ryming stuff and then i turn them in to songs when i have time |
When i think back to the way it used to be we were...
are souls were set free but in the end it was a...
Gran-dad why did you have to go
you left me here all alone...
Gran-dad why did you have to go
you left me here all alone...
Tears of pain roll down my face
the knife still in its same place...
Its both your fault
why i feel this way...
GOD SAW YOU GETTING TIRED
AND A CURE WAS NOT TO BE...
I miss you dearly
i miss you bad...