Adolenscence slipping through my fingers
The grains of sand
The beach of life
The coast
And it is high tide
Knocking down my sand castle
As it is sucked in by the water
The sun
Moving along
As we all adjust our chairs to sit in the shade
No one wants to be burned
Childhood is supposedly the time of our lives
It goes so fast it is gone
Before we even realize
The time of ourlives is now
Now today
Now the future
Now, the future
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should i add another beach-y verse???? o btw: i need idea 4 a new and all that jzz post!!!! running dryy!
Thursday, March 6, 2008
LOst♥ (need a title! Comment on suggestions!)
Posted by Alessandra at 7:55 PM
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alessandra i dont ever think you can run out of enough things to talk about. perhaps a sign of hte apocolypse? actually two signs for that matter [see my blog]. btw a title could be "childhood" or "as the waves wash away" idk.
lollll i <3 thoz. OMG the apoclosipse is DEFINATELY coming now, i mean we have lik three signs, before you know it, i mean MICHAEL AND SAL WILL START BeING NICE! then, we KNOW it's over...lol
I HATE SAL!!
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thatz great, but wuz doz hating sal hav 2 do w/ my poem? lol. i hate sal 2 fdahr
idk ts jus fun 2 publically announce that i hate him
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