Nov 09, 2006 00:42
laying here in my bed
looking up and the dark ceiling
remebering the old times
when everyhing was perfect
now your drifting away
with out realizing it
i guess its time to let go of the past
nothing can ever be the same again
old memoiries linger on
..
thats not a poem!
and
randome thoughts
=/ im really starting to hate nights....
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