I write. They don't know I do. But I do. I write. It's amazing how fast my fingers fly. I write, because I cannot speak. I write, because I cannot cry. I write, because I cannot scream. I write, because I cannot die.
12 June 2004 - 3:01am — Shinease Johnson (not verified)
Hello Heather!How life treatin u?!? well i jus had to drop by because ur poems are soo good.U r one good writer mayb because i can relate to most of them.Well keep up the WONDERFUL work and keep writin',til then B.E.Z. I'll Holla
Hello Heather!How life treatin u?!? well i jus had to drop by because ur poems are soo good.U r one good writer mayb because i can relate to most of them.Well keep up the WONDERFUL work and keep writin',til then B.E.Z. I'll Holla