My name is Tiffany,
Yesterday I was lonely, and cold,
I wanted that special person by my side.
Tomorrow I will be hoping for another day,
knowing that today was not promised scares me.
When I dream I am sleepy hollow I like to sleep peacefully in my bed.
I show my mom I am Ms. Innocent because
I don't want to be a disappointment.
Inside my soul I want to be different, I want to change for the
good and never the bad.
Secretly I am a broken heart
I have been hurt numeral times.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
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I love ur poem
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