Free Poetry Contest
Free Love Poems \
Tired of sitting alone in my bed.
Tired of having nowhere to rest my head.
Tired of hearing my heart beat alone.
I just want someone to call my own.
Looking at the moon, up there in the sky.
Wishing with all of my heart, that i could fly.
If theres one thing that i now know.
Its we wernt born with wings or were ment to know.....
© By waihekewonder On 7/24/2010 8:01:03 PM
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