Imaginary

by SHATTERED no chance of being put back together   Oct 6, 2006


Thinking of your gorgeous smile. That distrcts me from my tasks.
Dreming of your deep brown eyes. That keep me up at night.
Heain your laugh even when your not around. It comforts me when I\\\'m feeling down.
If only you were here with me all this wouldn\'t be imaginary.

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