August 17th Poem by alicia cross
August 17th
Lost into your eyes;
I began to cry.
The number six becoming your fate;
I began to hate.
Love is but a dream without you;
Looking at your pictures so I don't feel blue.
Waking up from a comatose state;
Our love is not forgotten, not even with the hate.
Hey! I miss your face;
Even if I can barely remember your grace.
11-8-2010
Thursday, February 10, 2011
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4/25/2024 5:31:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Barely remember your grace! ....I liked your way of putting your wish across!