Saturday, August 26, 2006
Wat is life when there's no hope,
Wat is life along the gentle slope.
Where is love that u cant see,
The love that lies, between you and me.
Wat is life that is full of hate?
Wars and conflicts, on the edge.
Is this suppose, to be out fate?
When our fragile lives, hang on a ledge.
;rock YOU.
9:46 AM
