LostI kinda miss us, being as one, The gang, the crew, a whole load of fun. Where did it change and all go so wrong, Destroying the friendship we had for so long. I mourn the days we spent in the sun, Laughing and hugging until the day was done. Every day we’d be out at the park, Talking and eating right through ‘til dark. Now I’ve been shunned and pushed to move on, A black sheep oblivious to what it has done. The words and the hate, a knife in my back, Not to my face, but when I’m away from the pack. Now I dare to venture back into the land, In whiLost
HugsHugs are friendly, pleasant and fairly kind, They ease the body and they soothe the mind. Exchanged but once or twice a day, Without them we would lay in dismay. The kind of which enhances a greeting, The friendly sort applied when meeting. Not to mention the sign of good friends, A real good cuddle to tie up loose ends. And then we discover the hugs of true love, Maybe not love, but still just as good. They warm up the heart and let us embrace, The feelings and emotions screened by a face. Entwining the arms, interlocking the hearts, Hugs bring joy, to all differenHugs
your pictures are
COOOOL
man.
yeah totally
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