Sunday, May 5, 2013

Lad With The Glasses

You are so young. It'll be a joy to feast on your sharp tongue.

You'll bend and break with every breath you take. And we'll laugh at your silly little mistake.

Now,now don't cry,hush. Don't be sad my child,shush.

You'll be just fine for a while. As long as you don't forget to smile. :)

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