The Rain
Lifes not the same since youve been gone,
But I know I must carry on,
The rain falls and hits the ground,
As I sit here without a sound,
You told me we would be together,
Friends we'd stay till forever,
But that was just a lie you see,
I remember the day you said goodbye to me,
That day nobody made a sound,
As we laid you beneath the ground,
You left me here all alone,
To wonder these silent streets of stone,
Lifes not the same since youve been gone,
But I know I must carry on.
ok this wasnt written by me, but a verry dear friend of mine. i put it in here b/c its an awesome poem. its helped a few of us crazy goth/emos. i love ya chickie!!! thankies!
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ok this is kittys "my no-life-at-all-life-story-that-isnt-really-my-life-story-but-ill-call-it-that-anywaz life story journal" so read enjoy and move on... i hopr you arent reading this just to stalk me... are you a stalker!?! are you !?! if you are
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