Why now, why us?I hear that a lot.Why not?I do not feel sorry for myself.I lost that luxury a long time ago.I feel the deep…
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Do not leave flowers by my grave Hell, I won’t be thereI’ll be pink petals falling come SpringWhen I have gone do not shed one…
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I wonder what dreams you gave up so that we could follow ours? I wonder how much pain we caused, and yet you never complained.…
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There are a few things I know now by trial and error, when attention comes your way embrace it. Be brave enough to embrace and…
Leave a CommentI believe in combat boots, beat-up leather backpacks, brown boys, spiked red hair with a blond streak, freckles, Cali, stars, sea, spectacular dreams and a well-loved, purposeful…
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