adrift, by ill haven
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I'm so sorry I'm so sorry
I'm sorry I'm sorry
This isn't the ice
That I wanted to tread
I'm trapped in my pain
And I'm stained by my dread
The moment I see
That the clouds overhead
Are much less threatening
Than the days of the dead
I'll be sorry I'll be sorry
I'm sorry I'm sorry |
Posted: 2005-10-05 00:12:22 UTC |
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2005-09-22 01:37:40 | Finding Myself♥♥ |
i like i like. thanks so much for your help. i realy preciate it (notice i didn't spell the whole word cause i can't.) yeh and really 3! i don't know what we are doing at the moment cause he got mad at me the other day, he didn't even say i love you when he got off the phone. neways i'm workin on a poem that is kinda like a reprise of "i'd do it again" i just don't know if it's to revealing, of forward. thanks for the help though. oh and just to let you know he never lied about girls or anything, just stuff that i'd asked him to try not to do. i guess the stuff he does is hard to stop. make sure you check my new poem out though. i just can't write it till my parents go away though. i really do like your poem, it's how i feel a lot. |