keeping a close eye on me.
She knows better, you see
She always does
From the start
My joys are her discomfort
What delights me pains her spirit
We shouldn’t live on the same road
Or same town
Or same state
Let alone in the same heart.
Still working on the faith of a child, but with the faith of Kris Kringle you can move molehills, or even Long Island real estate! This blog is a rap to the head of Mr. Sawyer, or for anyone wanting to wake up and smell the peppermint latte.
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