Wednesday
Friday
Gone but not forgotten.
Goodbyes are not forever. Goodbyes are not the end. They simply mean I'll miss you
Until we meet again....
Thursday
why do all good things come to an end?
Honestly what will become of me
don't like reality
It's way too clear to me
But really life is dandy
We are what we don't see
Missed everything daydreaming
Traveling I only stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets in and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why
Monday
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