LOCK AND KEY

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By CUTTS**AND_A_BROKEN_HEART •

She sends him a txt a day whishing he would reply in anyway. she sits on her bed and waits for a reply that never comes. as she goes to sleep she checks one last time before she counts the sheep... the ones that bring ger tears or cheers... the ones that keep her strong and moving on... The ones that dont help at all and make her fall... as she settles into her dream her heart leats out a scream it wantes to be free it doesnt want to constantly play lock and key...

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November 9, 2009 07:12//Stillsilent//

this is nice, ure poems are good, they're very true & honest.

November 9, 2009 22:03CUTTS**AND_A_BROKEN_HEART

thanx! all come from the heart

November 10, 2009 02:29izzy

this is really sincere and from the heart. and you can tell, just like all your work, very nice!

November 11, 2009 03:28CUTTS**AND_A_BROKEN_HEART

thanxx!! very much! makes me feel better!

November 11, 2009 17:51!!! A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD !!!

BEAUTIFULLY DONE!!

November 11, 2009 19:17CUTTS**AND_A_BROKEN_HEART

thank u