Diary (1)
This could be my diary
In a rhyming poetic way
Ill tell you he dreams I had
During the night
And what happened during the day
The nightmare I had
It felt so real
He touched my leg
I felt a little tingle
All I could remember was trying to Breathe
I remember everything faded away...
I couldn't see
When me sight came back
I saw who it was
It was my "brother
Whom I was supposed to love
But couldn't because....
.....I'm in second period
Writing most of this
This my boring class
So I'll just write,write,write
'Til my hand cramps
Ha...What are we doing?
I don't understand
Maybe I should stop writing
And pay attention
by
fAiTHsTeArs41posted on 10/30/2007
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