confession, by adam
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it started rough but it was fun,
and now i call it home,
but somethings missing,
i'm not sure what,
but it leaves a great big hole,
i have friends here,
but have not lost,
the things i love so dear,
my friends at home,
are not so far,
we can talk all round the year.
(This is getting lame, so i'll come out and say it. i miss
all my friends back home, you guys have to come over here at
some point, cause you would love it, and i think im working
on xmas day and new year. Miss you all so much, and hope to
see some of you pretty soon. Love you guys
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Posted: 2005-11-06 20:29:09 UTC |
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2005-12-20 14:59:15 | My_pain_your_thrill |
I MISS YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wish you would come back soon!! I cant believe Purple is over there with you right now, I wish I had come with him!! Edinburgh isn't the same without it's Fairie!! Love you dude xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox I MISS YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |