The story of a boy
Run your fingers through my hair hold me tightly to what you love I just want to be with this and nothing else in the dark i don't want shadows in the light to be alone it's been here too long and no longer is it avoidable. I can't help but wonder what it's like to hold you with compassion to love you not a crime I want this to be the beginning of something I'll never forget. Written March 24th, 2002 © on Mar 24 2002 08:51 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Run your fingers through my hair..."