he has
blue eyes
and fluffy hair
and stands stiff
in the town square
he gives money to buskers
and smiles at people who pass
he buys me coffee
and looks into my eyes to see my past
he knows what i am
and he knows what ive done
but he said that i
am his only one
Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 10:25 AM UTC
he has
blue eyes
and fluffy hair
and stands stiff
in the town square
he gives money to buskers
and smiles at people who pass
he buys me coffee
and looks into my eyes to see my past
he knows what i am
and he knows what ive done
but he said that i
am his only one
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