I scream out for
the love of my life,
as he walks into the
cold dark night,
While he left me
there in my knees,
begging him please
to stay with me for
eternity,
I lay on the floor
crying tears of blood,
cutting my self as if
IM not one,
Waiting for my dark
handsome prince
to come take my hand
and save me, from killing
me,
And to take me out of this
Dark Hell i feel.
Blog Category: Writing and Poetry
Watching (DVD/Video): The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air
Current mood: emo
Added on: 19/06/2006 23:07:18
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