Think...A Poem by Clay sad
I sit there late at night…
Sitting there crying…
Just crying…
Wondering why I can’t stop…
When I just cry I start to think…
Thinking of you…
Thinking about life…
Thinking about why make things right…
I sit there and I wanna die…
Because I’m lost without you…
I need you…
© 2008 Clay |
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Added on November 25, 2008Last Updated on December 2, 2008 Author
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