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popcicle sticks
Contributed by
MusicGurl3291
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Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 05:27:32 PM in AEST
Topic:
DreamsandWishes
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Every road in life has its end, small paths with heart aches and all your friends.
Make your decisions as you go, what lies ahead know one knows.
I hope I find that golden door made of popcicle sticks, and I hope your on the other side of it.
Faith for hope and hope to love, why I belive in signs from above.
So much wrong now in time can never be right.
All for the alone for them to fight.
You grasp for everything life is when you have nothing.
Hoping there's a point, that were here for something.
Its been such along time.
I can't go back,I can't find.
I can't fix all of your mistakes.
I can't change yours', I can't change my fate.
Born with the sense you find a way.
Know it's wrong and forever you will pay
Live with and die with out,
Wondering if everyone who belived you had their doubts.
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MusicGurl3291
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2004-04-15 17:27:32] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: popcicle sticks
(User Rating: 1 ) by Remy on
Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 06:06:45 PM AEST (User
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interesting write, i like theme... ;0)
~Remy~ |
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