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Superman

Remember when we were young, 

On that beach in Portmerion, 

Remember how you took me to Paris, 

I was your angel, 

We planned a family, 

But I became oh so thin, 

Remember, 

You tried to do, 

My shopping for me, 

Trying to feed me, 

But you were so angry, 

All the time, 

I have cancer, 

But they tell me, 

I can live, 

I was the one that got away, 

21,

Running through the streets of Paris, 

As you pursued and hit me 

◄ There's nothing to do

Can't breathe ►

Comments

Nicola Beckett

Fri 10th Jul 2020 06:39

Yes Tom, Paris was fab but being Hit? No one deserves to be beaten up xxx

Anna

Thu 9th Jul 2020 10:18

You will beat all odds.

A

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Tom

Thu 9th Jul 2020 10:12

This is powerful Nicola, the good and the terrible all mixed up, like life. The last line hurts.

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Abdul Ahmad

Thu 9th Jul 2020 10:03

Ah those halycion days. Nicola hold onto them.

<Deleted User> (24283)

Thu 9th Jul 2020 09:56

Good memories are indeed our best friends to keep

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