When I see tu the first thought that comes to my mind is
"Are tu okay?"
I wonder this, but never ask.
One día I don't see you, and the thought comes again.
Are tu okay?
For days I don't see you.
Are tu okay?
Then on the eight o'clock news I see an image.
An
Image
Of
You
Its says tu are dead.
My eyes widen as the word suicide flash on the screen.
I see you, at your funeral.
Parents shouldn't have to bury their children.
Your parents had to bury you.
A new pregunta comes to my mind.
Why would you?
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:/
Apparently my thoughts aren't long enough.
.
.
.
"Are tu okay?"
I wonder this, but never ask.
One día I don't see you, and the thought comes again.
Are tu okay?
For days I don't see you.
Are tu okay?
Then on the eight o'clock news I see an image.
An
Image
Of
You
Its says tu are dead.
My eyes widen as the word suicide flash on the screen.
I see you, at your funeral.
Parents shouldn't have to bury their children.
Your parents had to bury you.
A new pregunta comes to my mind.
Why would you?
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
:/
Apparently my thoughts aren't long enough.
.
.
.
Lookie here not a sad one.
See I sad i would do a happy one and I did. man am I good o what? I'd go with the o what, but hola thats just me.
Well anyways enjoy this poem, hope tu guys like it.
Stolen amor
By: Whitney(Whinny) Forsberg
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
Because tu estola my corazón away from me.
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
Because tu took my breath away.
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
Because tu took the words from my mouth.
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
Because tu took the rose from my cheeks.
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
Because tu estola my will to speak to you.
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
Because tu estola the controls to my emotions.
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
And………………………………...........
And I never told you, that I am a thief too.
See I sad i would do a happy one and I did. man am I good o what? I'd go with the o what, but hola thats just me.
Well anyways enjoy this poem, hope tu guys like it.
Stolen amor
By: Whitney(Whinny) Forsberg
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
Because tu estola my corazón away from me.
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
Because tu took my breath away.
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
Because tu took the words from my mouth.
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
Because tu took the rose from my cheeks.
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
Because tu estola my will to speak to you.
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
Because tu estola the controls to my emotions.
tu never told me, that tu were a thief.
And………………………………...........
And I never told you, that I am a thief too.