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anawnda Member
since 2002-07-26
Posts 113
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It was only yesterday we took the trail to neverland; Shrieks of joy drowned and muffled into memories, We were young back then. We molded clay & sculpted sand with bare little hands we calle our own, unbroken and innocent. I remember the dewy smell of grass and you, sitting inside the whirling chairs telling me to push harder & faster and suddenly, you're no longer you-- Your eyes no longer light w/that mischevious glint. I no longer see you smile. I begged you to come out and play oncemore just like we always do you just shook your head and said-- We were young back then. then you showed me the scars but those were not from cuts we got for being too rowdy in the swings. nor were those from falling-off the see-saw. those were wounds reality inflicted, this cruel world had broken in. you no longer know how to laugh, nor want a turn in the bouncing horse. but neverland beckons still. to those eager little souls who someday will be as you are, have taken our place in the swings, in the farthest corner of the lot. with their tiny legs, pushing from the ground, going higher... and higher... ************************************************** * you can hurt me...with your bare hands,or |
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Darkness Member
since 2002-10-17
Posts 202The place just beyond my eyes, where my spirit flies. |
Wow this is really good. I liked the reflection on your childhood. I too have noticed these unwelcomed chainges. I wish I had that original innocence. When the only problem of the day was who to play with at recess. Thank you for sharing Darkness |
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