Between the ciggs, the music, books, and memories... It all reminds me how much I love and miss you.
How I wish to go back... to come back.
Rosie the lines that you wrote with your hand Reading between them, to misunderstand I made the mistake you said not to make Yes reading the letters and fiction did grow I thougt it a chance, I knew I must go It's hard to beleive I could be so nieve... flattered but decieved.
Friendship is old I'm forced to repair the breech in my wall Illusions and dreams, as usual it seems... They've been my downfall.
Lonely the night and dismal the view Closed is the road that leads to you Since better can be.. as friends you'd agree.. Time will cure me.
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Between the ciggs, the music, books, and memories... It all reminds me how much I love and miss you.
How I wish to go back... to come back.
Rosie the lines that you wrote with your hand
Reading between them, to misunderstand
I made the mistake you said not to make
Yes reading the letters and fiction did grow
I thougt it a chance, I knew I must go
It's hard to beleive I could be so nieve...
flattered but decieved.
Friendship is old
I'm forced to repair the breech in my wall
Illusions and dreams, as usual it seems...
They've been my downfall.
Lonely the night and dismal the view
Closed is the road that leads to you
Since better can be.. as friends you'd agree..
Time will cure me.
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you in years it
seems like.. where
are you and what
is your plan...
anyway yeah it
would be cool to
talk to you
some.. day
-emily
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How about you?
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