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Nov 14, 2004 21:50

She was a little girl, a little no one. A little bit of nothing wrapped up in sorrow, and confusion. Her life made no sense, not to anyone. A troublesome burden to her mother, something that didn’t exist to her father. Not a sole saw her. She had a little room, and in the room a little corner. A wicker chair sat there, and she sat on it dreaming ( Read more... )

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obinbabii_ily November 15 2004, 23:49:24 UTC
I heard Collin Raye the other morning and thought of you.



ps. Props to Katie Kelly nice writing.

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*...sSsAaAdDdNnNeEeSsSsSsSs...* boribabii89 November 18 2004, 15:59:36 UTC
aww...thats sooo sad!!!
yes! very very very sad!!
*katie is tha coolest ever! katie..keep thinkin bout that interior designin for tha PUERTO RICAN HOUSE lol..ok!*
hmm..still sad after readin that

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