I can’t imagine what you look like now, what you’ve done, what you’ve gone through, I do hope you are doing well.
in hell I
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True Thoughts From a Compulsive Liar
wheres my body when i need it if time travel was possible, i would go back to when i was innocent with talks of ships, just let the floods in, i wont care why do we push our feelings aside with talks of jokes, maybe some really dont care some like it hidden and some fall away i sometimes dont understand the concept of music and i dont know why - with repetitive nature your words may help...
Clean shoes, same shirt, Same beginning, same ending, Same song all along through the years. On access to the public, Young on both ends, The magic of the air is no longer there. We have grown up, Except a select few, We all like to see, They were all watching you. It seemed so innocent, And it truly was, We all changed, And it’s been stripped away. Thirty-two of you, I have...
Then and Now
Thirteen years pass, When I was younger again, I look back and you are the same and I like that. I know I’ve been away, But I’m always here, Replay, replay, replay. Shut down, turn on, replay. Opening, closing, and mail.