Submissions by Trevin50

We sometimes fight with all that we got
Doors began to slam closed
But we make up again like we always do
And that what counts the most
there's this pain that I can't describe
It's more then being alive

Dakota:
Thank you for opening your mind and your broken soul
I will do my best to heal your hearts little holes
What we share is something that nobody has or had
Yeah we both make each other sad and mad
But at end of the day your all that I thank God for
Every text, every call and every conversation
you always gave my stomach that...