Love
i have for you.
Awaiteing restlessness.
A lifeless word crashing.
Life is now left bleeding.
Love shredded by emontional.
Hung without exstence
Found where passion is.
This hart stripped of empitiness.
A painful dream with in.
Is my life.
MY writeing is my fate.
I just gess im to late.
Copyright © Adrienne Miller | Year Posted 2006
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