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and her door was bleached by sun,by Lady Ireland 20 lines, 7 comments, on Aug 30 7:27 PM 2008. In memories. -
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Love ya like a sister
Known ya forever -
I don't know, but it's real.
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Please, do me a favour. As you read this have guess how old I was when I first wrote this, on a scrap of paper. This is a new style of writ
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I can remember it so clearly,
As I started to see -
you stood on this playground,
and i watched you, -
Come Josephine in my flying machine
Going up she goes
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Smothering myself in photos of you,
Trying to bring back the times,by Girl With Guitar 36 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 15 11:02 PM 2006. In Personal, Sad, Other, Memories.
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