looking back, at the past.
looking back at the past.thoght it would last.
started to cry...
cuz all the fun has died.
thinking bout all the lies that were told to my face.
that stung like mace.
all the heartbreaks.
and all the night i stayed awake.
if i could turn back the hands of time.
if i could push rewined.
the funrals and family fight.
i stayed awak so i could think at night.
a lil gurl acting like a thug.
i only did that cuz thats how i was loved.
then i found you my true love.
now wat happend to the year?
is the end near?
Poetry by Brooke Michelle
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Written on 2007-01-02 at 06:02
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