Questions left unanswered
By Bigheadbob
Why is it so hard, For you to talk to me. About this thing, That I call us. And you call, You and me. Why is it so hard, For you to F**king see. How much it was, I loved you. Kill...? I would for thee. Why is it so hard, For you to understand. If you wanted, To just me my friend. You shouldent, Have held my hand. But that is over, And that is gone. Now that I am dead. In to the vaccume, Of distante space, There now lies my head. Filled with all my feelings, That I have ever had. Never to return to me, For I need them not To see. Written March 18th, 2002 © on Mar 17 2002 03:36 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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