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I wanna fill this new frame; But it's Empty

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VIVIEN
21 AUGUST 1988
VIRGIN STEP INTO THE SOCIETY
LOVE MUMMY & DADDY
abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvivien@hotmail.com

Tried to write a letter; In ink
I've got a peice of paper; But it's Empty

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Wednesday, March 14, 2007 ( 11:48 PM )

the lil' boy have an angel who guide him.

now the angel chase him away.

can he find his way back.

will the angel want him to go back.

will the angel accept him again.

or will he be lost forever.

the angel told the lil' boy.

i dont want to take yeu back.

yeu're naughty and will never be wanted.

the lil' boy look into the angel's eyes and watch her close the gate.

slowly the boy got no one by him again.

im sorry. i realise my mistake.

please come back to me.

i'll never forsake yeu again.

will yeu come back to me?

will yeu hold me in yer arms again?

protect me like yeu used to do?

will yeu plae the rollercoaster ride with me jus to see me giggle again?

will yeu still give me yer bolster hug?

will yeu still kiss me on the nose & lip?

will yeu cook for me again?

im sorry for hurting yeu again.

lil' boy knocks his head, stop a horse carriage and board it.

lil' boy reach back to a place that is so familiar.

however the door is close.

the sound of lil' boy footsteps arise.

the angel rush to the door and bring him in again.

the lil' boy gently wipe the tears off the angel's face.

and whispered: im sorry, i love yeu.

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