Sep 2014
I realise
I am jealous of my sister
which I never had, been of three boys
how can it be jealous of this harry rag
which I never had
so turn of the light
and go to bed.
I am jealous of my sister
which I never had, been of three boys
how can it be jealous of this harry rag
which I never had
so turn of the light
and go to bed.
TRue SToy P@ul
they are words I remember, do not ask me now
but some where inside my head, who knows.
they are words I remember, do not ask me now
but some where inside my head, who knows.
(64/M/England)
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