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Marilyn Dear. Currently 17. Would love to receive gifts on the 24 Oct :) Wants all the pretty clothes & shoes & bags in the world. DSLR. Your LiL Miss Naughty.Friendly. Loves her friends&family. Need some fats.
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Sunday, July 12, 2009 @ 22:34
As i gaze up to the sky,
tear drop start the cry,
Wanting to have those days,
where mum carrying that tray,
While I slowly crawl out of my bed,
then dad pat on my head,
"Wake up dear girl,
breakfast is waiting for you".
With a smile on my face,
my little brother to chase,
I laugh all the way,
With the joy I dismay.
MariL
tear drop start the cry,
Wanting to have those days,
where mum carrying that tray,
While I slowly crawl out of my bed,
then dad pat on my head,
"Wake up dear girl,
breakfast is waiting for you".
With a smile on my face,
my little brother to chase,
I laugh all the way,
With the joy I dismay.
MariL
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