My black death,
My crimson tears.
My broken heart,
My golden fears.
There is nothing left,
I cant hear.
Everyone has faded,
And nothing is clear.
Surrounded by death,
Encased in the dark.
I hear nothing,
But the last beat of my heart.
The freshman girl, oh how shy,
Is staring at the sophmore guy.
The sophmore guy, with his head in whirl,
Sits and wants the junior girl.
The junior girl, in her new sudan,
Wrongly chooses her senior man.
But the senior man, hot and wild,
Secretly loves the freshman child.
COMMENTS
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Trista
00:16 May 20 2008
wow... thats ...wow girl your good