untitled - Feb 2005
my heart aches
and tears flow...
I hope this pain of mine
you'll never know.
silently
I stand by,
hands tied, I feel like I'm
watching you die...
in your eyes
I can see
that tortured trapped soul
yearns to be free.
(I really don't care what anyone says about this poem, but I felt the need to post it due to (sort of) speaking to the person I wrote it for today.)
Last edited by baby-phat; Oct 23, 05 at 01:25 PM.
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