Thinking

by tiffany   Feb 26, 2005


As i lay here awake
i start to think of
everything the
good the bad,
the sad, and the
happy i start to
think of my
father and his
girlfriend and how
i miss them so much
it's weird how you
can hate and despise
someone so much
but yet have so much
love for them

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