July 22, 2010
By zhanya BRONZE, Arvada, Colorado
zhanya BRONZE, Arvada, Colorado
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It was a long time ago
It was a book that I wrote
About me and you together
We were like birds that last fore-ever
You took my hand and squeeze it hard
And said something that I was wrong

Mt rears were running on my face
When I was walking thru the rain
So hard, that their was pain

You told me this is not the end
You told me how much you regret
For squeezing me so hard
And going in my heart
For memories you gave,
And rip then far apart

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