Childhood memories (Remove filter)
That Place
In that place
The summers were always hot and the skies completely blue.
And in that place
Where nothing ever hurt me
A lie was never spoken; it was all completely true
In that place
When the morning sun spilled into my room and woke me
Then I’d be up and out and riding my bike
And in that place
The place where I’d be the fastest biker ever
...Wednesday 2nd January 2013 7:11 am
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