i listen to ur CD's, im never sick of hearing.
the words they repeat, and yet im still not sick of hearing.
ill put them on repeat, and i feel every meaning.
and even when the CD jumps, i can still feel the feeling.
and when the mourning come, ill listen to ur CD.
and when the evening dawns, ill still be listening.
but yet i know, this is as close ill get.
a recorded sound, a album i hold close to my chest.
every feeling every doubt, consumed in your words.
every beat of my heart, reflected ina verse.
i know your there, i know u exsist.
but you dont think, taht sum1 like me exsists.
so ill close my fist, tight around my pencil.
writeing songs, using urs as a stencil...
so to GC, im letting you know..
im gonna keep holding on, untill you let go...
OMFG i love Good Charlotte... they are awsome i have almost all there albums... i love them... well i got to go... well... bye bye bye ~*~Dona~*~
Aw fucker... it repeated! Damn internet
WOHOO finally someone out there who does tribute poems to bands besides me... GC's all right... used to like em a bit cause my ex girlfriend was an absolute nut about em... since then lost interest. But yea it's awesome... music always helps us through the rough times cause it doesn't scream or degrade us (or hell maybe it does but we love it anyway don't we?)
WOHOO finally someone out there who does tribute poems to bands besides me... GC's all right... used to like em a bit cause my ex girlfriend was an absolute nut about em... since then lost interest. But yea it's awesome... music always helps us through the rough times cause it doesn't scream or degrade us (or hell maybe it does but we love it anyway don't we?)