Poems from BecKa
You always loved that long-board of yours, you said that while on it you felt you were flying
How could you know that a drunk driver would...
If you are in love with me - tell me
If you hate my existence -tell me
It doesn't matter who you are- it doesn't matter if you are near or...
The line to the finish was so very near
When a sound went off so I could barely hear
I fell down - I felt the pain
We have been bombed - I...
People laugh as we walk by
They cannot see the tears I cry
Why must it be this way ? All the hate ?
Nevertheless I am in love with you...
Perhaps you don't know this or perhaps you haven't herd - you are beautiful - beauty - what a strange word
Maybe you have acne all over...