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I miss you 

where are you?

how come we are not together anymore?

we had lots of fun together

what has happened?

we use to go out to eat together and have pillow fights and
played army

i was pretty good

we use to shoot squarls from the tree house and we played
hide-n-go-seek in the dark

i miss you like crazy

i do not talk about it much




this is about an old friend and it called tsb for a certain
reason i cant tell you why but yeah i have not seen him in
like 4 ever he is like my cusin but life is carzy and you
will loose touch to the most important people in your life
and you still have to move on 
Posted: 2006-04-18 22:41:20 UTC

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