2:56am Wednesday, 16th of May, 2005
Cancer steals life, even before death comes.
I just finished writing this poem. Why? I do not know, I guess I just had to let my mind flow, after all I did stop writing poetry for a long time. So yep, here's this poem many would sadly relate too.
i dont really know why i wrote it but i was depressed and then thinking about tomorrow since tomorrow is friday the 13th (may) and it just came out
This has a cool border of skeletons, but you can't really see it
When, and only when at high altitudes, I develope my fear of hights.
For Laura Jean, who was struck down in her prime. I love you Laura, you are my Guardian Angel.
dedicated to my Uncle, Grandfather, grandmother, Charles Smith and all those loved ones that left us
