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By: kritisamay05 | Posted: Aug 31, 2010 | General | 432 Views

As I sit on this playground


There are trees all around


Please listen carefully


This place is my diary


The tunnel keeps my secrets


While the swings throw my wishes to the stars


The slide lets me slip on by


The branches keep asking where you are


We used to sit there,


and talk for hours


Now only the grass


The trees and the flowers


Keep me company


This place knows me


Better than I do


And it remembers


All the times


I spent with you


That bench is lonely


And so am I


Missing you only


But remember what happens


When the sun runs from the sky


As I sit on this playground


There are trees all around


Please listen carefully


this place is my diary


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