i have a poem but ...anyway hear goes Hating is to hate.....but then what was love..... A story given to us to help us go to sleep better........What was this felling inside of me........If i would love i would hate......I guess love was a myth a story a fable.....nothing more.....but I can't help It.....I can't hold it in anymore.....I love to hate........ love was not there .... never made........never seen before....I need to hate......but always love......never to beforgotten and teasure to obtan secret..... shadows of love with secrets of.....hate or love........ i can't really tell...I can't find what I'm feeling I....have all these emotions in me.......I guess it was light headed feeling the end
Data163 · Sun Nov 06, 2005 @ 03:08am · 3 Comments |