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#goodolddays
smile of an exuberant child, drowning deep in the sea. his loquacious nature backthen, vanished like it never existed. ove'thinkin is not so mild, adulthood is the reason he riled.
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Jun 8, 2025
Jun 8, 2025 at 6:05 AM UTC
I MISS THE OLD ME
When did it all change? We were living out our lives No responsibilities No worries Roaming the streets As if we ruled the world We had so much bliss We didn’t need to understand the world yet But we acted as if it were ours We lived fully in the moment Didn’t worry about the future because it simply didn’t exsist Didn’t dwell on the past because there was nothing to dwell upon We were young We ruled the night Those city lights We had it all I don’t know where they’ve all gone But I’ll always remember When we ruled the world And nobody knew
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Sep 28, 2020
Sep 28, 2020 at 2:48 AM UTC
When did it all change?
It all just started with different race of black All the bad ideas were just stacked in a sack They strived for their rights until they got the light They tried to have the freedom without even having to fight But then the other people started treated them roughly They had to come on streets and fight for them toughly After all the fights and struggles they got to live the life they wished Now that all has happened the older days are missed
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Jun 2, 2020
Jun 2, 2020 at 2:18 PM UTC
Black
When I was a kid Trees were what I used to climb Soon I stopped cause I grew up I feel like i'm enslaved by the time Used to steal my dad's pen And get scolded for that mighty crime Soon the scolding stopped cause I grew up I feel like I'm enslaved by the time I did not value the moments I spent when I was a kid I would go back to past If in time I could skid
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Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 12:31 AM UTC
The Time
Looking back Those 'good old days' Are actually great They were that great To still bring smile on my face And joy in my heart Today
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Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 2:27 AM UTC
Not just good
Take me back to the good old days Where the music had meaning And the people were happy Take me back to the days of electropop And florescent lights Take me back to the days I should have spent my youth The days my soul would have found the truth Take me back to good old days With 90's fashion and grunge style Take me back to the good old days For that is where my heart belongs Cried the girl born in the wrong time As she cradled relics that were long gone From sunset till dawn
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 11:10 AM UTC
Good old days
When kids all got in the bath together or used the same water one after the other When kids wore hand me downs whenever clothes got too small for a sister or brother Remember... When kids actually ventured outside to play with their friends the whole day long Not play with gadgets in their room all day which seems both unnatural and wrong. Remember... When kids actually did what they were told well… most of the time anyways. When they were actually punished if they were bold and were not long about mending their ways Remember... When kids treated their elders with some respect, took heed of what they had to say; When the last thing any adult would expect was to get cheek from kids anyway. Remember... When kids did not simply just get their own way (have parents taken leave of their senses?) when kids had basic rules they had to obey or face the consequences Remember... When kids got what they wanted when you could, but had everything they needed When No was a word every kid understood and a word they heeded. Remember... When kids did not expect to be handed everything; they knew stuff had to be earned. Kids doing chores, around the house working   How else would they have learned? Remember... The last thing kids need is to be spoiled rotten, it does them no favours at all We were not spoiled, or have you forgotten; And it did us no harm at all.
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Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 1:25 PM UTC
Remember...?