Tested times created horrible crimes,
Vulnerability and manipulative, so they entered my mind.
I only wish I could go back and rewind,
And see your genuineness, see your only supposed to be mine.
See it's only us, see it's only right.
Does it matter at all that now I see?
Now I know how it's supposed to be?
Lifelong forever, Penelope.
Vespian trials, please believe in me.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
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