teresaannamae

aprs le fin.

The girl shouldnt cry over silly, silly shows.
And the girl shouldnt cry over silly, silly beaus
And the beaus tell the girl that the girl shouldnt cry.

The girls tell the girl that the girl shouldnt cry,
The girl tells herself that she shouldnt cry,
But her eyes tear up when something inside dies.

And the beau is up and ready to go,
The show is over and now you know...
The silly, silly girl still loves them although

The world tells the girl that she shouldnt cry.

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This is my tribute to my favourite series on television- Sex and the City. I just watched half of the second last show.. I balled my eyes out, and I started reciting this.

il y a un air qui est assorti cette poeme.


thanks for taking the time to read it, this now means a lot to me.
--Teresa