You not even my son but when u came out that womb and I was the first person u open them big brown eyes too I knew u was a golden child
I loved u since u was in your mom's belly nothing that can't change the love I have for you sb
It's beyond money and material items
It's a physical and mind thing I always want you to have clear healthy mind release all your pain and worry's onto the universe where a life line and you the baby and we the last of the mohegans your always love when everyone is unlovable u turn that inward to self and that self love π
Your okay and your strong and if u tired of being tired let it go for your own health and mind space
Love you sb π½πΈπΎ
Sb have it your way π€΄πΏwith a milkshake on the side and some chicken nuggets fries and a whopper
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Star seed (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 25th, 2026 18:11
- Comment from author about the poem: Love you ππ€πΏ bro
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Quite the fare where having it your way may lead to indigestion and high colesterol as well as a high sodium count But what the hell you only live once carpe diem
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