My Grandad is called Charlie, he was strong and brave
My Grandad used to call me Bubbles, he given me humbugs
My Grandad was in the army
Sometimes I cry about him
Sometimes I just think about the good memories I have
I miss my Grandad, he might not be alive but he's alive in our hearts
For My Grandad Charlie, R.I.P
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It is sad when you met a nice person who changes your life now. And not a long time ago...
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"just to remind you friendship is were you actually love your friend not just act like you do".
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An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast; a wild beast may wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind..
This crazy guy I met last night at zouk. Just cause I dance with him to a song does not mean he is entitled to take me home. Guys nowadays are so ....
"friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has No survival value; rather is ome of those things that give value to survival." -C.S. Lewis.
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