AurumA Poem by lorrainelobotomyRainbows shine in oil puddles. My mind is muddled. I miss you. I need you. I take it all back, nothing is true. I realize how much I really need you.
Oh, please, my last memory was you leaving. Stay here. Stay gold. Let's grow up. Let's grow old. © 2008 lorrainelobotomy |
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1 Review Added on April 14, 2008 Authorlorrainelobotomywhitinsville, MAAboutim lorraine. this is what i do, and this is what i want to do for the rest of my life. more..Writing
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