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| Music of the month: Madonna: League of their own This used to be my playground Chorus:This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be my childhood dream This used to be the place I ran to whenever I was in need of a friend Why did it have to end and why do they always say Don't look back Keep your head held high Don't ask them why because life is short and before you You're feeling old And before you know And your heart is breaking Don't hold on to the past Well that's too much to ask Chorus No regrets But I wish that you were here with me Well then there's hope yet I can see your face in our secret place You're not just a memory Say goodbye to yesterday (the dream) Those are words I'll never say (I'll never say) This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be our pride and joy This used to be the place I ran to That no one in the world could dare destroy This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be our childhood dream This used to be the place we ran to I wish you were standing here with me This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be our childhood dream This used to be the place we ran to The best things in life are always free Wishing you were here with me |
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| Mood: Grumpy |
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| Silence Thoughts I'm alive physically, but my soul is dead. I'm depressed emotionally, and I'm not prepared to go ahead. Headache conquered my head. my mind spinning wild. This is the price that I had paid. Making my emotions loaded and stack up in pile. I felt like ending my own life. But coward to fulfill it. I felt like taking a dive. Aiming directly into a pit. I felt so damn lousy. I can't concentrate. People around me tend to be nasty, but my friends are there to help me recuperate. It makes me sadder, they are so nice to me. I'm sucha failure, all I do is flee. I'm looking down forward for my freedom. I'm looking forward for my lost and hurtful soul and want it to heal. I'm not looking for stardom. but I'm looking deep inside to whom I once used to be. Evey step that I took to my last, there are always many obstacles that I had to endure. I tried to stay and let the days past, till then I will not feel safe and secure. This is a secret that I'm writing out, but the truth can't be bought. I'm letting my inner feelings ahout. This is what I call my silence thoughts. Written by: Kammy 19.11.2003 5pm-6.15pm |