Come Home

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Break-up poetry is the worst :P
~Love, Fefe.

If you get lonely

Look for me

In the big night sky

You will see

Me smiling over you

From the heavens above

I will watch over your days

And count the hours, minutes, seconds

For all I know

You shall come home

To live upstairs

In this heaven of ours...

Yup. Breakups suck more than vampires...

Sorry, I tried being funny. Did it work? :P

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