- Memories are like a field of flowers. You take your time planting them one by one watering them with love and care moving slowly to the next but soon the once that you planted first are going to slowly wilt away and die unless you nurture them as well as planting more. Soon you get slower at planting and the wilting catches up with you soon you will have nothing but a dead field. Though some believe when the last flower wilts is what makes you remember all those years planting those flowers and you, your self wilt away as well.
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- Title: Wilting Memories
- Artist: p-p-panties
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[sorry if I choose the wrong category I think I choose right]
This is my view on memories - Date: 07/26/2009
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- madolyn07 - 07/31/2009
- ok i guess!!!
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- Taffy Chica - 07/28/2009
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Finally, something with punctuation that's not crap.
(I like your philosophy) - Report As Spam
- Tangy Cinnamon - 07/26/2009
- thats really good
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- p-p-panties - 07/26/2009
- [p.s. i think of my philosophy as a poem]
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