Tasheena Paddy


You had some friends
you`ve have some times
you don`t know what there doing with there time
but sometimes you think
About them and you get cold
Where have they gone?
And why can`t you go?
In a little city
You knew a girl she was beautiful
With long red curles.
You we`re friends for a while
But nothing seems to last
She told you comments in the wind
about missing you and
why you can`t come back?
And she`s willing
You talked with her on the phone
The phone dosn`t care much
It just laying there
Her voice, her memories
Seem to go away faster then you thought
It`s a tragity what you`ve lost but
she`s got company and ememies
And she`s gonna last
'Cause you`ve seen her again
Quietly blowin' in your smoke
She was a friend of yours and now
Just a ghost

Poem Submitted: Friday, April 18, 2008

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