Silver star Picayune
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Sigh
The sun comes up, I chink about you. The coffee cup, I think about you. I want you so, It's like I'm losing my mind.
"The sun comes up,
I chink about you.
The coffee cup,
I think about you.
I want you so,
It's like I'm losing my mind...."
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