*nothing gold stays*
this is a new page, new day, new week, new month. But maybe I don't
like new things that much. Sometimes I wish things were like they
used to be; back when we were younger and naive. People acted
different more nice & fun.Now you all changed,
everyone. I matured yet stayed the same. It's insane.
We're supposed to forget the past. I know that. But what if we all
got along&stayed strong. We used to. That was the best.
Those days are gone, no going back. It's a shame. Nothing will ever
be the same.
*a poem written by me*
*nothing gold stays* this is a new page, new day, new week, new
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Jul 17, 2010 9:24pm
