I hit my knees, I cry out to the heavens above, god you thief, you stole my love
This is a lesson I never learn, we live to lose, grow up to give in
This is a bridge I'll never be able to burn, we live to choose, grow up to hope we get in
I had heaven she had blue eyes and brown hair, she was everything I wanted, hope she's there
Not because I'll see her again, god may forgive but I remember everything, I relive it everyday, I'd rather go to hell to witness him burn, then to go to heaven, I had my heaven
Forgive me god for I'm covered in sin, be good to my girl because I don't think I'll ever get in
This was pretty powerful, I
This was pretty powerful, I enjoyed it thank you.
Thanks very glad you did
Thanks very glad you did
"Some people die at 25 but buried at 75" Benjamin Franklin
I have read this several times
I have read this several times and it hits me every time I read it. It drips or raw emotion and pain. Excellent write brother
Thanks man means alot to know
Thanks man means alot to know I did good on this one
"Some people die at 25 but buried at 75" Benjamin Franklin
Angel
Excellent Poem. Shows the feelings of a terrible loss of a loved one. More please Bern. aka Bernard Shaw.
It was a terrible loss, thank
It was a terrible loss, thank you very much.
"Some people die at 25 but buried at 75" Benjamin Franklin
Man powerful stuff. Good
Man powerful stuff. Good strong emotion carried all the way through. Really liked it
I put alot into this one glad
I put alot into this one glad its felt when read. Thank you
"Some people die at 25 but buried at 75" Benjamin Franklin