Up from below I come
A bit of poetry, a bit of this and that.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
All the cool kids.
I know if I bring you to my school, You'd be sucked into their crowd.
But I want you all to myself because I'm greedy like that.
I've been treated like a princess my whole life, And now that I found you I never want to let you go.
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