I want to love him, to distract him from his pain, to make feel warm again. I don’t want to lose him to his anger. I want to hold his, to comfort him. I love him. Don’t dry my love. Don’t be sad love. I’m here my love. Oh my love come here let me hold you let me love you.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
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