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to matt,
it all starts with a box,
you empty it,
it fills back up,
you dont know how,
it just does
kinda lyyke fresh tears to a sad face,
my poem to you my sweet^^^
dedicated to my matt adams
you empty it,
it fills back up,
you dont know how,
it just does
kinda lyyke fresh tears to a sad face,
my poem to you my sweet^^^
dedicated to my matt adams
Published 16th Mar 2013
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16th Mar 2013 9:29pm
19th Mar 2013 11:14pm
17th Mar 2013 00:14am
lol, he keeps saying that too! have i missed somothing? oh n im going to richmond wif matt today... SUK IT OHEM!! ha ha
19th Mar 2013 11:14pm
24th Mar 2013 00:49am
aww bub, it wasent ur fult, call yourself all u wish but to me im only calling you...
my angel so all the words in the world conbind dont show my love for you,
not every thing is your falt matt
my angel so all the words in the world conbind dont show my love for you,
not every thing is your falt matt
