Platypus666

The Something 9/1/09 Running fingers through my hair Wishing that somebody cared The wear and tear upon my soul Sends me down a blackened hole I see the face of friends gone by Deep down inside I wish to cry But something stops me on my way Something kind, it's hard to say This something that holds me through the night This something that holds me, warm and tight It holds me close and holds me dear So i might shed but a single tear It pulls me from the blackened hole And the love it gave now takes it's tole I see it clearly in the light This something that held me through the night Deep down inside I knew it true The somethi

She came to him, with broken cries a broken heart, and teary eyes she told him what, she told him when she told him who, and he spoke to her then he gave her his thoughts, he gave her advice attempting to fix, her emotional vice she listened closely, she listened with care and then she was gone, as though freed from a snare not asking her good friend, did he mind?did he care? but he said nothing, only smiled and waved knowing again, a broken heart he had saved so he sat by himself, he sat all alone asking for nothing, not even a stone the girls would come, and the girls would go giving him nothing, but a teary show for no one k