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Apr 2014
I sit on the roof top going back to the years where everything was so easy
Where danger was far from my mind
Where I had adventures in my small bedroom
Where I had inevitable dreams that would just go on and on.
Where I  danced around the room when people were looking
Where I  loved everything and everyone.  
I want to go back to those years and I wish i never grew up... because now I know it's a trap.
eryn b
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eryn b  North Carolina
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