Lost
Woo, Graduated High School
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If in the end time slips through my fingers and deems it over.
I pray you forgive me, and my last protest into this ever lasting night.
Don't weep for that which can't be changed.
Remember fondly the girl you know nothing about.
Blind to the questions.
Mute to the words.
Let the falseness live on it your memory.
5-22-12
Last edited by Mizeria; 05-22-2012 at 09:23 PM.
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Posted 10-03-2011, 12:49 AM
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