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Behind Closed Doors
Contributed by
jc18
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Wednesday, 8th June 2005 @ 04:14:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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The perfection of creation
Normal as can be
We were the object of affection
Paint a picket fence
Two kids in the burbs
An ideal family portrait
Sunny side up
Look the part we're A-OK
Straight A's and bright eyed
A game of life
That's what we played
But behind closed doors
A secret to be told
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jc18
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2005-06-08 16:14:45]
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Re: Behind Closed Doors
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 8th June 2005 @ 05:45:52 PM AEST
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| Hmm, lol, I really did not understand this poem, I was trying to think up a meaning for it in my head, does the last part mean that people have secrets waiting to be told but they are holding them in? SLipSiX. |
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Re: Behind Closed Doors
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by Dorkfish on
Friday, 10th June 2005 @ 12:07:05 PM AEST
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| I understood it. It's your dreams. You want the whole shebang. Family, kids, picket fence, dog. Thatideal perfect life. Nice dreams. I would love that too. |
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