100 Times More
I tell myself to cry
wash his memory away
cleances him from your soul
I've writen this poem,so many times
and each time I know
I'am going to write it a 100 times more
so go on cry
everyone know's, your all alone
can they see your crying soul
can they know your pain
he loves me not
so gos my pain
and my heart beat 100 times more
and with every whimper she echos out
I feet her pain and want
her to pump no more!
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2006
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