Apr 26, 2008 11:39
(Scribbled on a piece of paper tucked into the arms of a worn old teddy bear. Sam found it on his pillow after a particularly depressing day.)
Don't ask where I kept
Him all this time. Or why. Sam -
It'll be okay.
not a goddamn poem,
pillow book
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right now, when i can't stand to look at pictures of the two of them, these words written here help.
more than you know.
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