i thought abut him everyday ( Read more... )

what makes you you ( Read more... )

the name is karina and this can be my life story ( Read more... )

a young girl,
she lies there in the cold
a young boy,
he stands there in the snow
what a story to be told
holding their breaths for a miracle
she needs someone to trust
he needs someone to love
without hope
without cause
wander in the dark
stumble upon what blind eyes can see
into his arms
around her waist
to be lost and yet found

the lips ( Read more... )

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to love is to be loved, or so they say. better to have loved and lost then to never have loved at all, its just not the same. Love is more like a four letter lie, a word ment to destroy, to demolish. Willing to risk everything for a smiple smile, irrisistable, yet uncontrollable. you can watch your whole life crash and burn, looking you square in ( Read more... )

that first touch ( Read more... )

i am going to loose this battle of life ( Read more... )