zeb3000
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The Legend.
On the 29th of August 1958 a little boy was born into a history unwritten
Sang about grownup life unknown
A life from he didn’t know what to expect
With the world below his feet
And the media within his hand
The world became his and his life became history
Now the little boy had grown
Sang about childhood unknown
And the world on his shoulders
And the media on his back
And they didn’t let him
escape back
into the childhood he found
In Neverland’s grounds
The ink that drew the Star faded
and The biggest bullying campaign in history ended(?) on june25th 2009.
On the 29th of August 2009 the little boy’s HIStory came to an end
Waiting to see his childhood again
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Written by Sebastian in Sweden
August 20, 2009
This is my first poem, story or essay ever. I just HAD to write something. This is what I feel. Comments are welcome. If someone want to correct my english, feel free and msg me. And I will update my post.
On the 29th of August 1958 a little boy was born into a history unwritten
Sang about grownup life unknown
A life from he didn’t know what to expect
With the world below his feet
And the media within his hand
The world became his and his life became history
Now the little boy had grown
Sang about childhood unknown
And the world on his shoulders
And the media on his back
And they didn’t let him
escape back
into the childhood he found
In Neverland’s grounds
The ink that drew the Star faded
and The biggest bullying campaign in history ended(?) on june25th 2009.
On the 29th of August 2009 the little boy’s HIStory came to an end
Waiting to see his childhood again
__________________________________________________
Written by Sebastian in Sweden
August 20, 2009
This is my first poem, story or essay ever. I just HAD to write something. This is what I feel. Comments are welcome. If someone want to correct my english, feel free and msg me. And I will update my post.
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