Miss you, by mytruth Subscribe to rss feed for mytruth 

I miss
when things were
pure and 
simple and 
true. 

When you were 
here, 
we had fun...
we laughed
and cried 
and we did everything
together.

And I miss you. 
(I hope you can hear me.)



1/15/08 
**for my Michael**
RIP 9/20/79 - 6/6/98
Posted: 2008-03-19 02:00:58 UTC
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2008-01-22 16:05:31Lydia
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