jamie newcomb (10-24-97 / Hattisburg MS)
He is Hers
Crying was her weekness.
Laughing was her strenght.
Night time was her escape.
Acting silly was her way of showing shes happy.
Smileing was her way of saying thank you.
Holding on was her way of showing love.
Hurting was her way of proveing she had feelings.
Now he is her love, smiles, laughs, tears, pain, holding on,
Her night escape and her reason she acts silly.
It amazing when she fell in love.
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