If life was a mannequin
Then mine would be a display
At the walls of my mind
Where it'd overflow out
I'd embrace it all
If today was longer for me
I'd find you all
And scream what love
And as I head out
To a place where I will live
And see again sisters
And share the potatoes
But then to a place
Where they "live"
And I left now knowing
That beautiful sound will fill my ears
And as the night drive home soars
I swear these cars and lights were beating
But this isn't a dream
For I've known it's love
1/05/2009
Secret Surprises (Thank You)
Written by Unknown at 4:49 PM
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2 two cents' worth:
hello simon.
your name is hard to rhyme in,
a poem such as this.
thank for being you;
for writing poems too.
with these juinor words of mine,
your words just seem to shine.
thank for being my cg leader;
it make life oh so that much easier
listening when i'm weak
or being patient when i'm a freak.
so this is my happy birthday
and i really haven't much to say
i know you don't prefer rhymes
so i'll get on with my goobyes
(that reaaally didnt rhyme)
i hope your sixtgeen was sweet
cause that'd be really such a treat
for the amazing guy you've been
and now this is my fin'
happy birthday, will love,
and all the stuff above.
py.
i have fun; and WE NEED TO PLAN.
or talk about friday. okay?
:)
thanks.
ew; i hatetypos.
* junior
goodbyes
sixteen
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