Thinking about the moments and things that use to be
All that unimportant stupid little things that make my past,
Make me and all the people I lived with some are by me or around me,
Others somewhere along the way...
Forgotten places, not worth a single hello but I can recall it all
The things we've done together, grew up together
We spent so special times expressing our motions, ourselves together
Do you remember the times when we dared to rebel
We wanted just to be...
Saturday, November 8, 2008
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