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An unforgetable past
Contributed by
puppy
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Thursday, 18th September 2008 @ 04:26:01 AM in AEST
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I feel like iam being sucked into a black hole that leads to the past,
Bringing me back the days i long to relive and the days i want to forget, so fast,
Everything was so much simpler when your a child,
You have nothing to worry about your young, your free, your wild,
But deep in the corners of your mind are the things you've heard and seen,,
The sound of slaming doors and angry screams,
No matter how much you try to block your ears,
It never blocks out the sounds you hear,
Then all seems peaceful again you dance, you laugh, you play,
That is until it happens all again another day.....
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2008-09-18 04:26:01]
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Re: An unforgetable past
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by navydocny on
Thursday, 18th September 2008 @ 08:12:39 AM AEST
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Well written...
child-like aura is there...
I really feel this one..
Great job!
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Re: An unforgetable past
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by Alisteal_Rayne on
Thursday, 18th September 2008 @ 04:51:03 PM AEST
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| I really like this one |
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Re: An unforgetable past
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by karoody on
Thursday, 2nd October 2008 @ 08:30:24 PM AEST
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i heard the screaming right there with you...quite a path you walk us down. but you write about it well. thank you
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Re: An unforgetable past
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 3rd October 2008 @ 02:56:23 AM AEST
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Great expression of the memories.
Our lives are all such a mixed bag. It makes those good memories all the more special. |
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