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Jun 29, 2005 20:47
i moved in officially and bought a mop, a broom, and a toothbrush holder.
call me so we can talk about our past one more time and accomplish nothing....
.... it's never going to be the same.
this is me moving on.
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foshonegro
July 1 2005, 23:08:45 UTC
Here is a poem about moving on:
The moon has set
The grass burned away,
The park is closed
No more drama to ruin the day.
Our love got stronger
as the seasons went by,
no more WASTED time,
between you and I.
Icky's still growing up
in our family of two,
it seems less frusterating
and happier without you.
If I needed to,
I would've gave the world without a doubt,
but now, if you said,"just say the word and I'll leave,"
well, I'd probobly shout.
Being together was fun
but it was depressing more,
I'm not just shuting you out of my life,
I'm also locking the door.
~Brandon Kasper.
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The moon has set
The grass burned away,
The park is closed
No more drama to ruin the day.
Our love got stronger
as the seasons went by,
no more WASTED time,
between you and I.
Icky's still growing up
in our family of two,
it seems less frusterating
and happier without you.
If I needed to,
I would've gave the world without a doubt,
but now, if you said,"just say the word and I'll leave,"
well, I'd probobly shout.
Being together was fun
but it was depressing more,
I'm not just shuting you out of my life,
I'm also locking the door.
~Brandon Kasper.
Reply
Leave a comment