'06 Cold, My Dear?


You cried for hours and I did nothing but stare

You asked, "Why are you not comforting me...?"

Many times I've seen you cry, it is not rare

(Many times, you, were mean to me...)

I really did want to hold you,

That day I saw you crying,

my warm love for you,

it began to cease...

I watched your tears,

they neared your bossom;

they started to freeze.

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I like the part where her tears fall on her boobies and they freeze... brrrr!

Melissa Marina Flores