Sunday, December 8, 2013

I Remember

       I remember sitting on my fathers shoulders. I remember falling on my scooter, I shredded my nice clothes and I spent the next hour pulling gravel out of my arm. I remember being alone, my family is always there for me but somehow I still feel alone. I remember when I loved to smile, now I don't like my smile. I remember when learning was fun. I remember when my heart was made of gold and not just painted gold.

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