And if you should ever have to wonder Just think about the day we went hiking in the pouring rain and all that we experienced together. Never search for what is never far behind, and I’ll always remind you that I’ll always become What you became to me. Love Amber Choisella
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Looking in the mirror I see a different person, unrecognizable, I fade away to a place you’ll never find, immersed deeply within my own mind. I’m here but not really, there but not completely, wandering yet not lost. Don’t search for me, I’m not tryna be found. Follow me, get un-lost with me, these are
Know that whenever he slaves over a hot stove On a unusually hot Spring day with little breeze, Louisianan style, to feed you, His Queen, You are loved.
