Feb 03, 2005 18:38
I pace around my room and I miss you. Sad songs playing and I go over it all in my head. The sheer sorrow of those words. No one could actually believe you were going. I want to make sure you're being taken care of correctly, you always talked so tough. I miss you and I wish you were still around.
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