17 jul 2010




He sees everything in black and white,
Never let nobody see him cry,
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine,

I could tell you, His favorite color's green,
He loves to argue, Born on the seventeenth,
His sister's beautiful
,
He has his father's eyes,
And if you ask me if I love him, I'd lie.

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