Bowling for Floods

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By Lovesick and Sick of It

I wish you were here To shelter me from the storm Your comforting words could never compare To being wrapped in your arms I’m so scared I can’t face this alone This life will tear me apart Unless I have you But love is just as frightening The fear of the unknown, the past, the future What if things don’t work out? What will become of us? So many words left unsaid In the awkward conversations we share If only you knew…

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July 21, 2007 23:59Felicia

Nice i like it please neaver stop writeing :D Felicia Mac