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My Childhood
To my parents
My childhood is flying away
sometimes I feel afraid
Sometimes I wish I wasn't alone
for I always have someone to call.
I can hide and never leave home
I need an angel to tell me my way.
I'm growing, I am saying goodbye
to my childish days that I still adore.
I wish for happines that never ends.
but solitud seems like stock in my way
I'm facing the challenge of new things to come.
I am a flower ready to bloom. |