Chase me through rose gardens, squeeze me hard.
Let me kiss your head, hold my hands and tell me to come back with you.
May my arms wrap around your tiny body forever?
May you always be by him.
Im tired of your harshness of you to me.
Him,Him,Him,Him.
Oh i miss you lamington boy.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
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