a tribute to jean-richard smith
you said i was the queen of the ocean
well, you were the king of my world, babylove
i think about the good and bad times we had
the silly things we used to say to each other
i can't hold yoiu, i can't comfort you
may you rest in peace, wherever you my be
love,
moosey
may 27, 1968-march 6, 2009
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