Life as a kid was so much fun
i wish I could go back just for a day
the teen chronicles begin to take a toll
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Poems Upon Poems
Poetry"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
Once More
Life as a kid was so much fun
i wish I could go back just for a day
the teen chronicles begin to take a toll
