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Richard .... WHY?
Contributed by
little_genna
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Sunday, 28th November 2004 @ 10:57:38 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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I'm hurting and I can't take losing what we once shared,
I know for sure you once cared.
Now Im not so sure.
I know every step I take away from you, I love you more.
Why is it so hard to get over yourself and be with me?
Is there something about me I dont see?
We definitely need to put our faith to one side,
When we talk about how you feel, why do you choose to hide?
Richard, why ????
SJ
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Re: Richard .... WHY?
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Sunday, 28th November 2004 @ 11:08:03 AM AEST (User
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awww very sad, moving poem Gen, you made me feel your emotions, *BIG HUGS*
Pixie xx |
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Re: Richard .... WHY?
(User Rating: 1 ) by LEMMEN on
Sunday, 28th November 2004 @ 11:25:01 AM AEST (User
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Aww this is sad the lost. Things may they get better.
~DENNIS~ |
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Re: Richard .... WHY?
(User Rating: 1 ) by lostinmyself on
Sunday, 28th November 2004 @ 11:34:55 AM AEST (User
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Awwww. Hun. I wish there was something I could do to help....
I hope he tell you how he feels soon.
*hugs you tons*
Phil xxx |
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Re: Richard .... WHY?
(User Rating: 1 ) by Doriens_Picture on
Sunday, 28th November 2004 @ 12:13:00 PM AEST (User
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i know how you feel and i also ask why |
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Re: Richard .... WHY?
(User Rating: 1 ) by Mangs on
Sunday, 28th November 2004 @ 12:14:10 PM AEST (User
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to some questions there are no answers.....we have to live with that...
Love,
Mangs |
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