Last Breathe
Breathe,
Breathe with every breathe you take
Nobody cares about your past mistakes
Everyday I pray the cancer disappears
And you're back to your old self
Full of energy,love and guidance
I'd rather brake a arm then lose my dad
Keep fighting with all your strength
Keep Fighting!
Praying you'll wake up next to me and tell me three special words
three words every kid wants to hear
I love you
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Something Special | 0 | 04/22/2010 |
| You're in my heart | 0 | 03/10/2010 |
| Torn | 0 | 03/10/2010 |
| Unfixable | 0 | 02/09/2010 |
| Love so Deep | 3 | 12/23/2009 |
| Love | 0 | 12/23/2009 |
| Ruined | 0 | 12/23/2009 |
| Lies | 1 | 08/12/2009 |
| Unique | 0 | 07/28/2009 |
| Emotional Trial | 0 | 07/28/2009 |
| War | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Last Breathe | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Untitled | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Laura | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Abuse | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Fallen Tears | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Waiting Game | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Depression | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| Pieces of Me | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
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