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... Things to say
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Thursday, May 18, 2006
82. J.A.R.B - Sense
A devil in the midnight mass. Hard to make sense of this, because the worst bit was not knowing; where did I go wrong? Back to the start; analyze. Now there’s nothing to regret; this is one risk I’m thankful for. The one risk that’s gonna keep me taking risks. At least now I know. At least now some sense can come out of this. I hate it when things are up in the air.
Looking over what I’ve lost. This was glorious; “was”. This was beautiful. Looking over the hope’s I’ve lost. The wishes that won’t ever come true; one last chance. Looking over the friendship that may never be the same; only time can tell. Looking over the time I’ve spent, the memories I’ve won.
So I lay my head back down.
Remember those days? I do. Let’s not forget.
- Jones.
- Jones posted this bad boy on 5:34 PM
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