terça-feira, 18 de agosto de 2009


I miss you
I miss your arms around me
I miss your touch, your words
Not the one's I wanna listen
But the one's I must hear
You Were a great friend, a brother
Just like my type
Rufe on the outside
Sweet on the inside
And smart as you are
You don't show it to everyone
I miss your hard words
When the time came
You were the only one
Who slape me with them...
And that,
Was the best prove of love ever.
Thank you for everything
See you again someday (I hope).

Dedicado a L.S.
MC.

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