dear delilah








Fathers, be good to your daughters; daughters will love like you do.

you are the strength and the weight of her world

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Stream her with roses and daisies, dear mother,
let all that she speak be all that that she hears.
For no higher, no higher let her forehead doth grow;
and so dote, dote my mother, my mother so dear
and let her run free with a conscience so clear


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Friday, 12 October 2007
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I. Isn't it amazing how we've grown together? How we've suddenly become something more than who we were before. I never expected this to happen, really, and I don't know how it did. But I'm still glad it did.

II. I feel like I can tell you anything, you know? Suddenly, I feel like there is something who understands. We never have to explain to much. Its all there, just waiting to let loose. And when I met you, it did.

III. Yeah, sure there are some things you do I don't understand, don't approve or don't believe in. But I'm always there for you, hon. I want to be there for you -

IV. You are an amazing friend, the unique, different kind that I never imagined getting. So thank you, thank you, thank you.

V. And I love you.

he told me that I've done alright
and kissed me till the morning light