Nov 02, 2006 13:03
Time on my hands to ponder my future.
To think of my losses, and dream of my gains.
Melancholic are the days.
The sun warms my soul, nature melts my heart.
Lovers in bliss, children with joy.
A longing for chemistry, and positive energy.
In love with my city, while no one seems to notice.
Billy's big day.
Lazy daze, with warmth, and cold beer
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