John John is only a miracle in my life I try not to cry with all strife He carrys my heart for his keeping I think of John and I'm almost weeping. Tears fall out left and right and I bury my fist so tight I don't deserve anyone so perfect and falling in love can't be so much worth it but when I think of John I have to sigh With his whsipering words I just fly Fly into a domain of society where everything is something and no one arguing over their deityBirth sign: Not entered
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