Last.A Poem by Kala BenfieldI wouldn't let a single tear fall from his eye, I wouldn't let him slip threw my fingers without a fight. Holding on even though you're out of reach. Time again, I look at your picture, seeing you saying, "I love you." Calling me babygirl, and hanging on for dear life. If you would ever give me another try...
© 2011 Kala BenfieldAuthor's Note
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Added on June 28, 2010 Last Updated on June 27, 2011 AuthorKala Benfieldcarlisle, PAAboutWhere all my fears, fantasies, & dreams come to life, enjoy. more..Writing
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