At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Don't regret when i'm gone,
Wednesday, April 9
Last blogged @ 6:31 PM

yan, yan, yan,
yan, yan, yan.

i miss you, i miss you.
i miss you, i miss you.

i love you, i love you, i love you.
i love you, i love you, i love you.

Yan, I miss you, I love you.
I miss you, I love you, Yan.
:D

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