Pusing the Skies

no time to stop and think
just realize,no time to really live
just make the time
Friends are what youre really living for
now they all know the truth,the outside starts seeping through
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Suzadail Jr. Avatar
September 15, 2008 at 1:13 PM
One true friend is a blessing. Those who judge aren't. Vince
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