we made friend from a very young age
we laugh, we cry, we live, we die
but still i stand here by your side
i hold you up when times are hard
you tell me things that ill take to my grave
you fall in to that big black hole i pull you out
you be my rock, ill be your stone
you are like my left leg...
i cant walk with out you
but now u treat my heart into 100 million peices
and ack like u dont care
your face has no emoition
while mine wheres the frown
tears of sadness and hurt
my bottom lip hung low
my eyes are welled up and red now
i really must go
my throught has got a lump in
my words are not cuming out
my heart has got a stab wund in
im bleeding every where
i lovED you, i turstED you
I WAS SUCH A FOOL
you took my friendship for granted
thankz for that! ! !
now you can live with the regret of loosing me
so sorry now good bye......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have read it and read it and read it. It would make a wicked rap, unless you've tried it already. Sad about the friendship though real or fiction. Regards. Craig