Poems from lanymully1128

Lives in a small town and loves to write as a means of ecape.
what if I were on an island all alone? With no way to write letters home. Not with tellagram nor cellular phone. What would be the one...
Summer is past it whent by so fast nothing but memories birds in trees children singing little girls dancing are left of the summertime it...
Summer is past it whent by so fast nothing but memories birds in trees children singing little girls dancing are left of the summertime it...
I always thought that time was a funny thing, It can move incredibly slow or inconcivably fast. It won't slow down for you even if you...
First pitch, and the croud cheers then the rain falls, cloud tears To find shelter, fans run and hide But one young girl doesn't mind She...

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