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Just a little poem about my thoughts about the worlds finest boy..


Love about hundered miles from me

My heart is confused
I can still see him in my head
Pictures of the worlds finest boy..
..who lives about hundered miles from here.
Everytime I think about him, i cry

Tears of happiness or tears of sadness?

Tears of happiness becouse you make me feel special and that I found him, the right boy for me?

Tears of sadness becouse I might not be seeing you again?
What if you isn´t there when I come to you.
But i think you are, i don´t think you and your family moving away from your familys café

The last time I saw you, I smiled. Smiled becouse your hugs makes me happy, smiled becouse your hugs can´t beat anyones hugs in the whole world..:)




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Publicerad 2007-01-22 21:09



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  Albert
fy sjutton vad vackert!
"smiled becouse your hugs can´t beat anyones hugs in the whole world..:)"
så fint du skriver!!!
2007-01-24
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