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Contributed by
Twitch06
on
Monday, 17th January 2005 @ 09:30:06 PM in AEST
Topic:
FamilyPoems
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What do I do when I become myself?
My life has always been is someone elses hands.
And those hands are tight, and becoming loose everyday.
When they set me free, where will I go?
I know that I wont go across the Bridge of Sorrow.
I will keep my strength, and not let go.
I dont want to be free.... Just yet.
I still want to feel the comfort of your hands.
Please, dont let me fly away and never return.
Copyright ©
Twitch06
... [
2005-01-17 21:30:06] (Date/Time posted on
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