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Mar 16, 2007 12:51

All of my close friends arent in a position to be missed.
Because they are right here with me.
But the ones that were close.
That are in a position to be missed.
I feel as if it doesnt matter to them.
I just wish that i had freinds that were missed,
Who cared about the fact that i missed them.
Maybe there are one or two.
But there the rest go,
To the bars for another round.
Forgetting the night before in another drunken haze.
Forgetting their freind who ran away.
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