Originally Posted by F.oo

Us..

When I first met you I could feel vivid emotions.
Scents of body lotions, and eyes blue as oceans.
My notions and intentions of us together were great..
The late phonecalls at night inbetween daily dates.
Nothing else could realate, to the feelings inside me..
And the way you always found ways, to really suprise me.
But I started to see, the love we had was lacking fun..
And It seemed that what had sprung was acctually done.
But we were still young, what really did we know?
With hands intertwined, but still nowhere to go..
And nothing to show for all the days we had spent..
A relationship with the intent of becomming torment.
Till it reached it's decent, and the feelings broke..
With tempers provoked, we parted on a terrible note.
And we've barely spoke since those days of our love.
It's left me deprived of what my life consists of..
Walking out of a thing I enjoyed from the beginning..
With an imprinting I'll cherish as long as I'm living.

Originally Posted by scanz

shows how much u know... thats called GHOST WRITTING dumbass.... and u dont GHOST WRTIE on line.. cus then everyone gets it retard... u copy that shit in a note book and sell it...shit im hella wasted... but yea u fuckin retarded nut buster... its called ghost writtin'.. u make some buckes off of it... and u aint gonna get famous of ghost writtin cus there is a reason they call it ghost writting.. so know one knows its u retarded fucking dumbass son of a bitch.......... so we can wait off of nothing... shit bad....