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Thursday, July 3, 2008 at 4:48 PM As I look into the past
I've wrote a poem that relates to my past: when i look into the past, i remembered sweeping in the hall, with all that dust, looking outside the window i saw my friends play, how i wish to ask my parents if i may, but i know they would'nt let, so i walked straight to my room feeling so sad, as i hear those laughter,joy,and seeing them jumping about, i really feel so left out, now i'm alone at home seeking all that i need, cause i know we'll soon meet, even though if time flies, and the year goes by, i will still wait, even if my memory fades, i've got to be strong and keep on, even if it takes from morning to dawn, i'll work hard, but i know it's hard to struggle through the mud, i was keen to know about my past, and what i did last, but now,all the memories were left behind, as my age went by, as time goes by, i started to realise, as i look into the past... all that i've done wrong, many tahti've done right, for all of the things i wish, there are times we had fights, all the strange things that happen, some i could'nt see, but if i look inside it, am i still a better me? |
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