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- Resent -
Contributed by
143
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Wednesday, 11th November 2009 @ 07:18:32 AM in AEST
Topic:
toughstuff
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Smoke in the air is what I smell my heart is racing I want to yell
Its not a woods burning nor the memories in my past Im just sad its went so fast
anothers years gone and my kids are far their mother still keeps them away from my heart
So heres to that and this is what Ill say one day theyll grow up or resent for her way
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2009-11-11 07:18:32] (Date/Time posted on
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