lonely, by Erika
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When I was felleing
sad or scared or angry or whatever
I would come to you and talk to you
eventhough you did not talk back I
still loved talk ing to you. You
made me feel better with your kind eyes
and understanding face. Why did You
leave me? We always had fun, but
now there is nothing to do and no one to
talk to. I am very lonley
R.I.P scrappy
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Posted: 2005-11-10 02:49:45 UTC |
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2005-11-10 02:52:20 | love nothing >>-- |
Are you TRYING to make me cry?! LOVE MUCH Cierra |