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1/11/2018 11:57:14 PM
Still Child?	Still Child? With a blinding smile I just realised, I'm getting old in life But the child in me is still alive. That sometimes turns me into an imbecile, But all's forgiven As long as get to skip tiles And chomp on fries. Have I grown up at all? Oh yes I did quite a lot, Because now it's the child in me That keeps me alive. It's the child in me Who reminds me to smile, Tells me it's ok to cry, Asks me to get up and fight. Its the child in me Who daydreams and drools, Shows me stars when there is no moon, Helps me survive punctuated with a smile. Constructive criticism is welcomed Thanks in advance Happy reading!!
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1/11/2018 11:57:14 PM

Still Child?

With a blinding smile

I just realised,

I'm getting old in life

But the child in me is still alive.

That sometimes turns me into an imbecile,

But all's forgiven

As long as get to skip tiles

And chomp on fries.

Have I grown up at all?

Oh yes I did quite a lot,

Because now it's the child in me

That keeps me alive.

It's the child in me

Who reminds me to smile,

Tells me it's ok to cry,

Asks me to get up and fight.

Its the child in me

Who daydreams and drools,

Shows me stars when there is no moon,

Helps me survive punctuated with a smile.

Constructive criticism is welcomed

Thanks in advance

Happy reading!!

pages: 1