It wasn't fair,
you chose to leave.
You chose
"I'll miss you"
while I cried.
You chose so far away from me.
The postcard's happiness
only a lie.
Monday, March 06, 2006
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1 comment:
Hey baby.. :) how are you? what were you thinkin when ya wrote it? please don be sad.. (o_o)
i love you..
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