Your exodus hit me like a dart
Your rudeness broke my human heart
And the guy who was so sincere
Felt no longer like a prince here
You chose to mail those priceless things
Back to the one with the broken wings
But still, I hold your one treasure
My love for you, it does measure
Friday, August 1, 2008
another special one
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