| WELCOME TO KAMMY'S PLAYGROUND WHERE THERE'S NO ROOM FOR SADNESS |
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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 |
| Links: Wendy Gonzalez (Latin Actress) Memories_lane.blospot.com (friends) telenovelactorsandactresses (My group) NYP tutorial gp (private) |
| Victory Victory day is near. I can see and feel it pretty clear. My smile that have vanish from thin air. Appeared before me again without despair. My wrinkled forehead that created a frown. Disappeared like I was wearing a invisible crown. Feeling of happiness had conquered my brain. I wish that I could ride on the fastest train. This year mark my victory. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be history. I have make my on story. I have make my own glory. Written by: 19.1.2004 5.40pm-5.58pm |
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