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back when!
Contributed by
apartment213
on
Friday, 6th June 2003 @ 04:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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back in childhood back in my other world back way back when dads voice struck a chord turned me white back when so far back god died when i was 12 mom lost her titlle although i loved her mother is just a woman A PERSON! back a few years now i burried them both i burried them as i choked back when i was a kid back when they dont think i remembered what they did way back when
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Re: back when!
(User Rating: 0 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 6th June 2003 @ 05:05:27 AM AEST (User
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Kenny this is Yoseff.... I think this is your best work. Honestly. As you know, if there's a time that I'm going to be honest, it's now. |
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Re: back when!
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Friday, 6th June 2003 @ 07:15:48 AM AEST (User
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Kenny, this is awesome!!
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Re: back when!
(User Rating: 1 ) by Ilhar on
Friday, 6th June 2003 @ 08:23:05 AM AEST (User
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good write
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Re: back when!
(User Rating: 1 ) by shelby on
Friday, 6th June 2003 @ 09:19:47 AM AEST (User
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Kenny a great write here.
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Re: back when!
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 6th June 2003 @ 09:33:15 AM AEST (User
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This is awesome! Great work!!
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Re: back when!
(User Rating: 1 ) by Archie on
Wednesday, 5th April 2006 @ 10:23:24 AM AEST (User
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You did not do bad on this. It is often hard to write about the memories we have of those we care about. It sounds like that part of your youth was a tough time. Maybe one day you will be better because of it. |
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