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Nana
Contributed by
olive
on
Tuesday, 4th November 2003 @ 09:06:01 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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We're both night owls
we love french toast
you tell me you're proud
and I know you love me
it's not tainted
no strings or manipulations
you're so much to me.
And now you're growing weak...
forced to sit in your own thinning skin
and your speech is slurred...
as your hair thins.
Eventually you'll leave me
and I'll sit alone in the deep of night....
eat french toast...
think of you.
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olive
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2003-11-04 21:06:01]
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Re: Nana
(User Rating: 1 )
by jaeann on
Wednesday, 5th November 2003 @ 01:08:48 PM AEST
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| i know of what you're experiencing.......many times over......lovely write.....very sad....... |
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