lullabye

My feet begin to tingle. My sight becomes impaired. i see the sight of your face. Makeing me laugh. Making me cry. i remember the way yo make me feel.
sweet dreams my baby butterfly. dont forget im not the last one to say goodnight. my heart begins to pound without a sound. not letting you forget me but listen too this lullaby tonight.





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