My Grandmom Ruth Morgan
MY Grandmom
Ruth Morgan
You cried you sighed
you also died
to soon
That morning day
you didnt answer the phone
but there you lay
alone...
I cried and cried
because you died
You cry i cry
For you will
never sigh again
My Grandmom Ruth Morgan
MY Grandmom
Ruth Morgan
You cried you sighed
you also died
to soon
That morning day
you didnt answer the phone
but there you lay
alone...
I cried and cried
because you died
You cry i cry
For you will
never sigh again
Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.
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Just A Dream? | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
Dont Tell Me If Im Dead | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
Dieing Never Dies | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
Death Is Horrible | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
Grandmom Morgan | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
Death | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
You Cry I Cry | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
In Love? | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
Slowly Dieing | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
My Grandmom Ruth Morgan | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
So Theres This Boy... | 1 | 10/14/2009 |
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