cheyanne regulski (wyoming,)
Hes so far away, so distante
I wish he was here to hold me
I wish that he would hold me,
I wish I could cry into his shoulder for him to sooth me
COuldn't he sooth me just ones
I would be happy, for a bit until I craved more, and more
Hes a big part of me but he doesn't realize that,
I wish he did I wish I could go up to him and shout that he was my rollmottle my brother but he would probably just laughe.
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