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
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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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