there's a memory
that we share
you remember
i do notyour heads in my lap
i look down at you
and my hair falls in your face
you start playing with my hair
and im laughingyou remember
i do not-i wish this memory could be our everyday
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My Life and Other Sad Things
Poetryhighest ranking #1 in Poetry a true story about sadness, fear, pain and overwhelming love we are all flowers beautiful and soft to touch broken by the stem #Compelete 11,555 words