i've been sitting on the beach watching waves crash apon the shore i gotta feeling that i never felt b4 to see your face your warm and brave the voice i love you hear i hear yours same time next yeah
this poem is detacated to my grandmom she was the only on who really took care and under stood me she has been dead now for 8 years god i miss her sooo much
R.I.P Patrisha Breccia
July 30, 1998
2006-06-13
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