9. Gone: Sam or Valerie its opened for either
He was gone, lost, dead…
He wasn't there to hold her hand anymore, to comfort her when she cried
He wasn't there to save her anymore, to fight with her, to be there for her
He was gone, lost, dead, and it was all her fault
Okay so very short four lined poem, what did you think?
Mary Penelope: *smirks* Be my guest, *watches you chase after Valerie* *smiles* This should be interesting...
Turkeyhead987: lol *deep voice* Use the force Luke...er Turkey...