lundi 25 janvier 2010

When I was a boy


When I was a boy  I was a boy  When I was a boy  I was a little boy  When I was a boy  I was young  When I was a boy  I was a toy  When I was a boy  I was my sister  When I was a boy  I was my mother  When I was a boy  I was naive  When I was a boy  I knew nothing  When I was a boy  I was blind  When I was a boy  I was afraid  When I was a boy  I was not armed  When I was a boy  I was not loved  When I was a boy  I was destroyed  When I was a boy  I was sad  When I was a boy  I had no soul  When I was a boy  I was cold  When I was a boy  I had no food  When I was a boy  I was not a boy  When I was a boy  I was not myself  When I was a boy  I was a rose  When I was a boy  I was fragile  When I was a boy  I was rain  When I was a boy  I was clean  When I was a boy  I was a bird  When I was a boy  I was a fish  When I was a boy  I had a dream  When I was a boy  I had a friend  When I was a boy  I liked candy  When I was a boy  I was a dance  When I was a boy  I was blond  When I was a boy  I liked a boy  When I was a boy  I was god.

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