Over the years

by Aly   Dec 23, 2005


Over the years
we all grow older
we all become ourselves
old friends may be lost
but new ones are golden
love will always be there
waiting for you
you will decide how your
going to live
how your going to treat
others
how you can be yourself
unique

© please dont copy and say their urs

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