AndrewA Poem by While the blossoms still cling
Why do you cut?
Why are you so sad? Why do you drink? And make me so mad? What is this, joy? What are you, boy? What is this, pain? Who are you, someone lost in the rain? I know you won't speak to me, I accepted that and am gone. But I still love you, Just like the rising dawn. Let me please help you, Let me please care. All that I need, Is for you to be there. © 2012 While the blossoms still cling |
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3 Reviews Added on June 28, 2012 Last Updated on June 28, 2012 AuthorWhile the blossoms still clingAboutHey! I'm Claire. I have been writing for a while, but I always refused to let anyone see it. I've just recently begun actually showing people, so bear with my writing. more..Writing
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