|[ Incase You're Lonely... ]|
[This is a short poem for everyone who's hurt... and just needs a helping hand or a shoulder to lean on.]
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“Time stops for no man,” we’ve said
We all can relate to philosophy we’ve read
Curing is not faking forget
Always remember and never regret
A shoulder to lean on means so much more
Your heart grows stronger with each sore
Take a deep breath and let the tears roll
Don’t break down, keep your heart whole
We can feel for you if your heart’s numb
All must hurt, or at least some
Having two hands, leaves one to lend
“P.S. I'm here.” is my letter’s end.
posted by Going.On.Extinct at 4:18 PM
1 Comments:
wow...great poem riki.
totally good timing too....
its a good thing im not suicidal
bcz it would be soooo over for me
=P lol not funny i kno...
well that visit to lincoln was like
heaven....it was AMAZING to see you again after all of these years, and even get to meet some of your supa cool [?] lol jk Friends. thanks so much for showing me around...and writing this poem....both helped me GREATLY AND MUCHOSly.....^.^"
<3love times more than enything +3 and multiplied by 6........
-gilli-chan
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