Oh the rain howls through the night
the branches on the trees
shaking and quiverving alike.
The moon does not shine
The man does not walk
The road is a cold and lonesome hike.
But I sit here on my computer chair
Staring at my screen
Thinking of my Anthony,
Hoping he is sleeping tight.
The wind howls and moans
With such agony and sadness.
Just like the way I feel
when Im not with you, alone.
But tomorrow it shall shine
The sun blaring on the cement
Waking up to a new day
Remembering that you are mine.

Oooooh snap, that was pretty good huh lol
Morning sweety

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About L'amore De Sucre

I own a Dell. I ride a bike. I eat a lot.

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