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Grow
Contributed by
ygraine_17
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Sunday, 1st February 2004 @ 01:45:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
Nostalgic
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He grows through my mind
Like a weed invades my thoughts
I don't know how and I don't care why
But like a drug, he is or not
He grows through my life
And thinks I don't care
I don't care how and I don't know why
Fact of life I need him to grow
I see him grow and stand up tall
I love to see this big and bold
He doesn't grow alone, this I see
This is how I hate
He may grow now, whilst I wait
But soon come will the day
So goodbye my sweet
You grow alone
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ygraine_17
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Re: Grow
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by Jolly on
Sunday, 1st February 2004 @ 01:49:58 PM AEST
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