lonely, by Erika Subscribe to rss feed for Erika

            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




Posted: 2005-11-10 02:49:45 UTC

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2005-11-10 02:52:20love nothing >>--
Are you TRYING to make me cry?! LOVE MUCH Cierra