Another poem i wrote i think it's a good one...Maybe not
A long winding road up ahead from us. Stick with me and we can get out. Hold my hand and trust me. We will make it out of the dark and into the light. We'll shoot for the stars that we try to reach everyday. We'll make it out of bad times. When we cross the bridge to happiness, We'll see that the grass Is greener We'll see happy faces. And the sunshine up above us. The gold and bright red flowers. And the humming birds. But baby, just stick to me And we'll make it though This is my promise Have i ever lied to you? Finally we reach the nice weather With sweet warm smiles And no dark clouds Everyday is a new day That we try to stick through We'll make it. I know we will.
Hawt Din0 Secks · Sat May 24, 2008 @ 01:27am · 0 Comments |