teird, by Finding Myself♥♥
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tired of the drama
tired of the pain
tired of the tear stained pillows
that i've gained
tired of the fantisies
tired of the lies
if i could just go back
i'd change my whole life time
i miss you and i'm sorry
for messing up our lives
i love you so much babie
but i have to say good-bye |
Posted: 2007-05-13 20:34:01 UTC |
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2005-09-20 01:22:24 | ill haven |
are your misspellings on purpose? thanks for commenting. i appreciate it.
no problem at all.
i'll tell you them just in case they aren't on purpose.
title, L1, L2, L3, L5, L6: tired*
L3: stained (unless you were going for a British I don't know deal)*
L4: gained (again maybe the foreign thing)*
L5: fantasies*
L8: lifetime*
L11: baby*
i like it. i don't like drama either :) |
2005-09-21 02:13:17 | ill haven |
i like it i like it.
i never really experience feelings like these. i guess the girl i love never gives me chance.
karma?
police?
good write. thanks for commenting (t4c) Abel Frye (-af-) |
2006-04-21 00:50:02 | Finding Myself♥♥ |
i was tierd, and i did something about it, are ya'll proud of me?! i love you baby, andrew (ofcourse) |