» Poem: To late . |
To late .
written by blackie-hawk09:39 AM 3/4/05Drowning in a hole,
Letting everything go.
As my life pass by,
At the last blink of the light.
While my nothing runs out,
That's whats hell is all about.
But they don't know,
They could never know.
It's to late now,
To fall.
It's to late,
Now I'm gone. |
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» Comments / Feedback | by manson_freak (4-13-2005 - 11:44 PM)
i like that poem its relly deep |
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