'Pieces Of Dreams'
discarded memories of being four believing in angels and wanting to fly days of ballerina dreams peanut butter and Peter Pan wishing for my Neverland that I would never see no pills no tears no problems yet my innocence as whole as I, a little girl with pieces of dreams and fragments of feeling to splinter in my mind*sigh* i miss being little... and believing that everything would be ok Written February 15th, 2002 © on Feb 15 2002 05:44 AM PST 18 • 0 • 12
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"discarded memories of being four..."