New Thoughts Poem by tHeNameLeSs23drea Andrea Rivera

New Thoughts



I hate to think of all the wasted time
To think back into a new frame of mind
Its sad we’ll never be the same
All because she came
I cry, thinking we never talk anymore
I shouldn’t be so sore
I knew this time would come near
The time is now, it is the time I fear

Sunday, June 29, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: hate,sad,time
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