He left a song in my heart
A memory
a story that spins and spins.
He touched me, forever.
He taught me values,
like patience and sharing
like proper words and diction.
He danced,
gave me laughter
and fed me berries
Sometimes I call to say wasup.
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This Chic: Growing Finer.
One of the things that have me really pumped is how beautiful I feel recently. I have never had a problem with my physical appearance, but ...
i like the shortness of this...
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like a passing thought that u had to catch and quickley b4 it driffted by...
thanks, that's exactly what it was.
ReplyDeleteI felt it deep inside, could hardly hear it, so I put it down fast.