Poem about deathIn darkness of the nightI spied him in a treeSat I froze by the sightHe was looking at meThe summer's heat became a chillThe angel of death at his killMy heart skipped with the frightBlinked my eyes to bet'r seeGlanced back with all my mightParted he my comp'nyMy chest was quickly pounding stillThe angel of death at his killI did rise and take flightThe fear made me to fleeFrom darkness into lightTo free captivityUnbinding my soul from his willThe angel of death at his killMany years since that nightGazed I on that braz'n beMem'ries of still inciteFears of my slaveryExistence of him makes me illThe angel of death at his kill
Love is a crazy thingEver since I met you,I've had these feelings deep inside,mainly when you hold me,and look into my eyes,you make me feel so young again,and give me feelings I'd forgot,you make me feel so happy,with cupids arrow I've been shot.
Friends will do anthing but...Me and you is friends you smile, i smile... you cry, i cry... you jump off bridge. i gonna miss your E-Mails. .
friends till the endSimiles and tears giggles adn laughs late night calls and cute photographs ill be there for you until the day of my death best friends forever until my very last breath
heats are broken everywhere i lookhearts are made to be broken... and love is made so its like a window when the window gets broken its better to leave it be then to hurt yourself trying to fix it.