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Jul 16, 2006 00:23

now, for memories...

i am alone, i hang out alone, play drums alone and live my life more alone than ever,

i guess i just hide it well

it's not the way it was in the past. now more of a long past than it used to be.

you all moved away while i stayed
it's like the small town i grew up in has left me long ago
small is more large than not. makes me smirk

i found my happiness in a botle and a smile
i love your smile more than this bottle and it will not quit

xoxoxo
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