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Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Missing you like crazy

I miss you so much that I cannot describe.

I miss your smell. I miss your beauty. I miss your sound. I miss your touch. I miss your hug.

I know you smell bad. I know that you are only beautiful from up there but not down there. I know your sound is loud and notorious. I know your touch is a bunch. I know that your hug can break my bones.

But still I miss you because deeeep down there is something in you I cannot explain that I cannot live without...

I miss home like crazy.


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