LIAM wrote:Your still here, waiting for me
"You're still here"
LIAM wrote:if its that your sorry for me
"if it's that you're sorry for me" or "if it is your sorry for me"
You are one gifted poet. Where do you get your inspiration?
LIAM wrote:Your still here, waiting for me
LIAM wrote:if its that your sorry for me
LIAM wrote:Number 82:
March 16
Can you see the otherside of my, life
in the air, the space , and the stars
they all form their ways of beauty
and every one stares at them, again.
Remember when, we sat on the park bench
holing hands, and we were so alive
we said we'd never let the other go
and then you, got you call.
Will we ever make it,
through the shadows of our lives
cause inside we are shaking
shaking from the days.
but in the end, it all comes down
all of the peices break away,
and you got to put them back together
again.
Free bird, you hit the ground,
intregued by the minutes that go by
numbered the calender that night
i visited her, in her room
and she told me what to do, she said
thank you, for always being there
thank you, for loving me so
if i am to do what i'm due for
i want you to know, I love you forever
Will we ever make it,
through the shadows of our lives
cause inside we are shaking
shaking from the ways.
but in the end, it all comes down
all of the peices break away,
and you got to put them back together
again.
She knows, that i'm really scared right now
so through the last of her days,
we held hands just like we wanted to
I got a call, March 16th,
Will we ever make it,
through the shadows of our lives
cause inside we are shaking
shaking from the ways.
but in the end, it all comes down
all of the peices break away,
and you got to put them back together
again.
Will we ever make it,
through the shadows of our lives
cause inside we are shaking
shaking from the ways.
but in the end, it all comes down
all of the peices break away,
and you got to put them back together
again.