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Created by bobjenkens
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Monday, 13 August 2007
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A Cinderella pumpkin story A Cinderella pumpkin story with no glass slippers. A sky with a million stars and no big dipper. A moon that lights the sky and no first star to wish on. A pumpkin carriage ride and no girl to kiss on. Wreckless as it seems streaking across the sky. Smashing all my dreams on a pumpkin carriage ride. Wish on me while I burn in your face. Kiss on me and try to learn to swallow and not taste. More like a commet than a shooting star. I wonder... How long it takes to forget who you are.
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