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[sid] => 178028
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Lay here and dream away
[time] => 2014-03-26 12:19:24
[hometext] => In my imagination I can fly away
[bodytext] => Lay here Hate life Hate myself Run away Go back to the past I often think about old days At the baker in the morning People would come and go But not like those today They would say friendly Hello And talk about their life Husband or wife It would be In my imagination A wonderful place I could go to the baker Work While I happily gave the usually costumers Their bread, cakes or milk If not the milk boy already had delivered it When I got off work I could go to the local café with my mates We would talk about the weekend Were we would go to a concert in town After that we could go driving One of our guy friends would have a cool car One of those old cars they had back then I’ve always loved those cars Me and my friends would go shopping Buy fine dresses at the centre Where we would get a coke to drink Run down the streets because we should hurry home Our fathers would be upset And our mothers would smile inside ‘Cause they remembered being young girls I could go to the school next town Find a click to call my own We would laugh and be friends with the cool kids I would talk to the nerdy ones too Ass I dream myself away To a place with 50th dresses I can only believe That someday I’ll feel that way In my imagination I can fly away Back in time and see the horse race With big hats and shiny little shoes… [comments] => 2 [counter] => 127 [topic] => 14 [informant] => Apollonia [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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