Jul 14, 2004 19:36
probably one of the last entres for this journal....
where is she, i think of it every two or three seconds.
and i get reminded, "i wish she was here"
"kissing you, kissing me,
burned in my memories
its not alright
because your not here with me."
its only wednesday, im doing horible
this is the last stop
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