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When You Were Young...I remember When you used to blow the dandelions One o’clock Two o’clock Three And watch them twirl up into the air like tiny parachutesWhen You Were Young...
I remember When you tried to catch the rainbow bubbles Like little glass baubles From old Fairy bottles And giggled when they popped in your tiny hands
I remember When you ran through the golden wheat fields Your mahogany ringlets streaming out behind you A red balloon in tow Laughing under the azure sky of summer
I remember When you picked those blushing roses
Very Berry
| I am quiet. I am shy. I am insecure. I am honest. I am loyal. I hate talking about myself, but this space looked a bit empty, so I thought i'd write a bit. My name is Melissa, my birthday is 28th September, I am 15 years old. I am half Indian, a quarter Irish and a quater English, and I currently live in the UK near London. I love to ride, actually, anything around horses makes me happy, and I like to take photographs and to draw, although my drawing skills are lacking some, but I'll keep practising :] |
twelve; summer love
Bliss
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he has been trying to sing
love into existence again
and he has failed
-margaret atwood
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here comes the sun...
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