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Contributed by
pretty_n_pink
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Friday, 22nd August 2003 @ 12:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
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My childhood days have gone and past
leaving behind haunting memories for me
of when i was a child
and was never allowed to be free.
If i could wish on a shooting star
I'd wish for my childhood back
I'd wish for a childhood where
everyday i wouldn't get smacked.
I want to be a normal kid
and run and play all day
but instead I have to listen to dad
and do everything he might say.
And if I don't listen I'll get smacked
and dad will surely win.
If i could wish on a shooting star
i'd wish for my childhood again.
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Re: No Title
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by ladyfawn on
Saturday, 23rd August 2003 @ 01:54:31 AM AEST
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| awww big hugs! this is so sad, much love to you, nessa |
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Re: No Title
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by Archie on
Tuesday, 4th May 2004 @ 11:05:09 AM AEST
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I look on my past like that too, and too often I miss the point of my expirience.
"How do you learn that a fire is hot
how do you learn to walk
how do you learn how to write your name
remember all you've been taught" |
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