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All I have to come up with New and old Could have been stolen Or even sold Who would want? My emotional thoughts Well, they have plenty Lots and lots I hope they are returned With me they belong No one else needs them They where mine all along Why can’t anyone come clean Tell me where they went My world in on that paper That’s hard work spent Now someone knows All I have been through That’s just one more thing I have to stress too No Date Ashli Jane
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Dec 23, 2009
Dec 23, 2009 at 8:11 AM UTC
Lost
All I have to come up with New and old Could have been stolen Or even sold Who would want? My emotional thoughts Well, they have plenty Lots and lots I hope they are returned With me they belong No one else needs them They where mine all along Why can’t anyone come clean Tell me where they went My world in on that paper That’s hard work spent Now someone knows All I have been through That’s just one more thing I have to stress too No Date Ashli Jane
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Dec 23, 2009
Dec 23, 2009 at 8:11 AM UTC
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