Prize

by josh mills   Sep 26, 2005


Her eyes are the color of the
skies,she never lies,when i kiss
her she sighs,that is why she's
my prize,but now that I'm about to die,all she does is cry,while I'm asking god why do i have to die.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Livvie

    I think im about to cry

  • 20 years ago

    by Leona

    I like it hottie it is good love you
    Leona

  • 20 years ago

    by stlzhunii420

    I like that one 2

  • 20 years ago

    by josh mills

    Its not really my style but i wanted to
    try something new.hope u like it

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