tisdag 10 augusti 2010

NO REALLY, I'M FINE.




Rest assured, if you start to doze, then I'll tuck you in,
Plant my lips where your necklaces close.


While you were sleeping I figured out everything,
I was constructed for you, and you were molded for me.



You shine so bright it's insane, you put the sun to shame.

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