We’re best friends; we’re linked by one heart:
I feel your pain, as you do mine.
If I’m frowning or crying your always
there to comfort me.
We’re like twins; we’re linked by La Plaza Mall:
working out, going out, and buying new clothes,
that’s an everyday thing as our closet grows.
Same nail color, same hair color and same
style of course.
We’re mother and daughter; we’re linked
by our memories: we have our likes and… Continue
Posted on January 21, 2010 at 12:30pm — 1 Comment