Being a kid
Fun
Joy
Peace
No responsibility
Just pure fun
Skipping rope
Flying kites
Or just running around like crazy
Those are good times
Peace
Peace Smoke the funky hay Spread Joy Love Laugh Live No bounds to hold you Be free Live life on your terms Be at peace with yourself
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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