| HP |
Offcourse i will :). I like the poem of Emily Bronte. Sometime i feel that the poet represent the loser community . :oops: |
| Butterfly~Soul |
| Sitting inside my room thinking of you tossing and turning, don't know what to do how could i miss you, someone i hardly know this feeling's so weird, but it's starting to grow i know for sure i'm in control but when i think of you, i start to fall i know i should stop, but i don't know how so i'm writing this poem to release it all somehow love is a game, a game i could never win it cuts like a knife, it pricks like a pin i know if i'd love you, i'd soon feel the pain you're so far away and i'll be waiting in vain i started this poem feeling so blue i'm ending it now with words that's so true goodbye "love" maybe i'll see you someday 'coz if we're meant to be "love will find a way" I hope u goin 2 like it :) |