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Forever Drifting

Nowhere I go feels like home I know I have you yet I still feel alone and this world that I hate keeps on turning so where to from here may I ask am I building my future or repeating my past is it wrong to think maybe this won't even last that sooner or later you're leaving why does it seem that life hates me that all of my friends are just enemies that I'm waiting to be screwed over royally I should be your best friend an ear to lend until the end a bond that doesn't break or bend forever

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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