Year Mon, 2024-01-01 12:00 I wanted him to care but he would never dare, for it was never his ambition oh.. She needed me to be the prescious little thing, yet those who want the same? a million. Poetry Reading Rating Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments