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Wednesday, March 31, 2010 . 14:17




~These Friends of mine~

These friends of mine,
live their lives,
spend their time,
hoping to find.

Yet, these friends of mine
they have lives,
they work hard,
to live them right.

And when the show is over,
oh i hope that they discover,
the joy that they bring to me,
still makes me high.

And i hope they remember,
this bond we have together.

Maybe i needed this time,
to be reminded for myself.

~In simple words~

Time to move on from these friends of mine.

Good bye.

I am no longer your bitch.


The very moment still lingers,
Your name stayed and resounded.
Julien.L