By Farah
Submitted by twisted_lie
Date: 2007 Dec 25
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My book

Pages of life that are yet to be filled..That are yet to be written...To be spoken of...To be critisized and wrapped in that thing they call "love".
My book always ends up empty,with vertical lines that remind me of the mistakes I've made and the chances I had but blew them away.
Will he ever write down on my book?Or at least read it??