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recorded
Contributed by
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
on
Sunday, 9th February 2003 @ 03:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Recorded.
It was the whispering
child who sat
in the corner in the dark,
without a cuddly toy
to snuggle up to,
that startled me.
I had for too long
ignored this
loveless child,
his purity of mind,
before resentment
took love's place
what am I thinking of?
must not let my guard
down, that child has
nothing to do with me.
Copyright ©
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
... [
2003-02-09 15:40:00]
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Re: recorded
(User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomsLDY on
Thursday, 20th February 2003 @ 07:22:52 PM AEST
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| so sad but so often the truth |
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Re: recorded
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by Bizzy on
Wednesday, 5th March 2003 @ 08:03:10 PM AEST
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| A sad situation of the injustices of humanity,... well written. |
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