from underneath your cypress tree
Someone watches over me, and gaurds me as i sleep, hes come to mean so much to me, but he isn't mine to keep. one day he'll find a lady, my protector until the end, he'll forget about the little girl, his wored and little friend. alone he'll leave me, as strong as him not knowing of the truth, of how I looked to be with him, before his thoughts I know, just a little girl to him, a sister like type thing, not good enough to be with him, my crush was just a thing. but underneath his cypress tree, he find a way to brother me. that will do friend that will do. * kisses * thank for being my family at this piont in my life. wingless
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