a memory
can't see what's in front of me
my mind is focused on what used to be
what should have been
could've been
would've been
been down this road again and again
and it'sa still the same
but in the end it just drips and slithers down the drain
it's over
it's all over and i'll never lk into your eyes again
my friend
because the past is dead
but not laid to rest
my hert burns for the intelligance the innocence the loss of love and laghter tears blocked up by walls and sorrow too deep o ever purge
i will miss the old days
the old ways the mornings still spent sleeping
the nights drinkning
everything was gone
we were all lost in a time and place that no one could have used a clock for
the sun and the moon where our calender and we counted the days by how many bowls we smoked
it was good and it was bad
but it was home
this place seeming no return
the lost boys were found again and the girls went back were they came from
until it all fell apart
they always said once you leave neverland you can never come back
they were right
you can't come back
i'll just leave the memories to fade to die
thta's all they're good for
because in the end you grow old
in the end you forget
in the end you die
and nothing really matters when you're dead...






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im the die hard ricky martin fan, not her, i would do anything for ricky martin, i would die for ricky martin...
Talk to you later!
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END TRANSMISSION
great to hear from you, its been a while....
where do u live?...
Iowa... (i need a map!!)
(Hope you are well)
(I'm in New york...)
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Gora Gu Ta Gutarra
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