With:)

by Taia Edwards   Aug 6, 2011


With laughter theres always cries
with you there are no lies
with joy there is sadness
with you i have no madness
with a smile there is a frown
with you im a clown
with compfort there is pain
with you thats no stain
with happiness theres hurt
with you theres no need for alert
with love i beleive
you were sent from above:)

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