yours Faithfully
Some search, never finding a way
Before long, they waste away
I found you, something told me to stay
I gave in, to selfish ways
And how I miss someone to hold
when hope begins to fade.
Before long, they waste away
I found you, something told me to stay
I gave in, to selfish ways
And how I miss someone to hold
when hope begins to fade.
posted by POH.s at 12/25/2008 11:37:00 PM
1 Comments:
*pats Poh on his shoulder and gives a warm rub*
Feel betta Bro!
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