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[hoober42]

No one strong
No one bowld
No one to hold me
When I get cold
No one who loves me
And no one to love
All alone
without help from above
So long I have gone
But I can still see his face
So lone I have gone
But that fealing I can not erace
It is not him that I miss
But the wormth of his soft jental kiss

Comments

[anonymous]

emo as usual

[wildncrazygurl]

geez...shut up. what are you trying to prove?

[anonymous]

hey its my opinion

[hoober42]

god who the hell r u!

[drummergurl4]

ignore them....i love your poems....emotions are the basis of all poetry. and you know how to use it and make works of art.

[anonymous]

hey is it my fault all of u take things to serious