Nov 22, 2001 15:56
*When did you stop believeing, baby?*
"What stupid poem could fix this home
I'd read it every day
So here's your holiday
Hope you enjoy it this time
You gave it all away
It was mine
So when you're dead and gone
Will you remember this night, twenty years now lost
It's not right
Their anger hurts my ears
Been running strong for senven years
rather than fix the problems, they never solve them
It makes no sense at all
I see them every day
We get along, so why can't they?
If this is what he wants and this is what she wants
Then why is there so much pain?"
***I'm sorry my love! i love you and hope that your ok. you know that im ALWAYS here for you***