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Apr 11, 2004 21:23

I never felt alone
Until I was befriended
The ties that were sewn
Can never be mended

I live for the past
In a present state of mind
The memories that were cast
I can never leave behind

It is time to move on
Time to break away
But when I am gone
Will the past want to stay?

- a little somethin i wrote a while back
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