So true
Those dark brown eyes start watering…… I know the feeling
You look at your window, wondering…where is life, where is the healing?
You cry again…. Tired of being sad… tired of being hopeless
You forgot something though
No matter how you feel, no matter what you see
I’m always here…. And I couldn’t leave if you asked me to
I’d still be with you
Because my love for you is something
So true…..
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| The Musician’s Theme Song | 0 | 10/03/2014 |
| Till The End | 0 | 03/20/2011 |
| So true | 0 | 03/20/2011 |
| Addictions | 0 | 03/20/2011 |
| Sharks | 0 | 11/13/2010 |
| Someone Else | 0 | 11/11/2010 |
| Miserable Fools | 1 | 07/06/2010 |
| The Past | 2 | 06/05/2010 |
| The Magic of a Sweet Dream | 1 | 05/31/2010 |
| Vain Hopes | 1 | 05/31/2010 |
| When the love becomes pain | 1 | 05/27/2010 |
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