Book of Counted Sorrows
Journal listing my sad moments and thoughts on my life or lack there of.
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
I Cry
I shed tears everyday. They course deeply and flow constantly. I can not stop the tears. Come to me and wipe my tears away.
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
I need
I need you like the very air I breath. I need you. So come back to me. Let me hold you. I need you here. I need you now.
Meatloaf
On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
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