The End.
people make me so, so sad.
i will hide from now on in paint and books.
“I have my books and my poetry to protect me
i am an island”
Simon and Garfunkel
The End.
people make me so, so sad.
i will hide from now on in paint and books.
“I have my books and my poetry to protect me
i am an island”
Simon and Garfunkel
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I Am A Rock came out when I was 7 years old. There used to be a magazine, I think it was called Hit Parade, it had the lyrics to this song. I would sing it over and over, and try to play it on the guitar. As a 7 year old I remember feeling really sad listening to this song but I didn’t know why, but then we get older.
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