Life
The shooting stars keep hurling by
no wishes I make will sound fine
presents given and presents forgot
storms of havoc always wrought.
regrets gained and regrets piled
you will only ever be happy if they are filed
away from the darkness of your unconscious mind
no more awasting of precious time.
Life flies by when I'm daydreamin'
you will always be in my mind in sceneries
words spoken - broken in juggernaugt
I still can't believe half the things that are happenin'
storms of havoc will always be wrought.
Life without death, there is not.
Tell me that poem was for me!!
And if it is: Woooo Hoooooo Someone has written a poem about me!!!!!!!!!!
if not: that's a nice poem
lol
I miss u bella
I thought u might like this quote: "The best moments in reading are when you come across something - a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things - which you had thought unique and particular to you. Now here it is, set down by someone else, a person you have never met, someone even who is long dead. And it is as if a hand has come out and taken yours." Alan Bennett
MUAH LOVE U
Hi hon,
:) the poem was kinda for everyone. But you can trust that I did think of you when I was writing it. And it's true. I always love it when I read something that someone else has written, and it's like your life is flashing by.
miss u too, bella.
*muahz*