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, 13 2008 . 21:46
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The childhood leaves,
Having closed a door,
The life disappears
To be untold.
The kite flies in the sky
Highly, passing bright memories
Back during a life.
The door is strong
Memory is weak,
Blurs quickly
But all memoirs before,
Are pulled out and break this door,
Now they again in a head,
Worldwide to be spread.()
: Memory, do you really belongs to me?
Memory,do you fly away to become free?
Memory,how i can turn away of it?
Memory, i feel i`ll become so yield.
I`ll forget about that time,
Then i was young,then we were young.
And i`m afraid of being old,
Don`t wanna stop and turn life off.
My problems were so soft and dry,
So i dont`know and wondered why,
I was so stupid day before,
I want to better be some more.
: Memory, do you really belongs to me?
Memory,do you fly away to become free?
Memory,how i can turn away of it?
Memory, i feel i`ll become so yield.
I want to break away this time,
I want to noticed be somehow.
Because a life is not a life,
If u dont noticed be in time....
: Memory, do you really belongs to me?
Memory,do you fly away to become free?
Memory,how i can turn away of it?
Memory, i feel i`ll become so yield.
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