cierra mallette

Rookie (9/28/95 / Philadelphia)

Uncle Bill - Poem by cierra mallette

The smell of your fish my favorite as I lay down in cry and wish you'll never die see it's hard to say goodbye to yesterday as I lay down in my room thinking of you I know that your in an heavenly place with a smile on your face


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 19, 2009



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