ok to let life pass by
nothing to live for, nothing to care for,
The heart of a stranger
Is alone no longer
I was there, by his side
Waiting for his time
Just someone to be there
Just to be there
Now his time
Has flown quickly by,
Now i have nothing
No one to stand by
No one to be there with
The only one I had...
Now i have no one
Now my saddness...
Has grown to the limit
Nothing to live for
Nothing to care for
Now my time
Has come to the end.....
Is it ok to die?
vampychick : so u write poetery thats sooooooooooo awsome so do i