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by Wayne May 30, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
Going some where I don't want to be. Have to say goodbye to friends and family. But i don´t have a chose.... Wish they would ask what i think, instead of going out to celebrate and drink. Now i am on the plane and have said my goodbye´s, when they are not looking i turn to the window and cry. So here i am, in a land far away, will have to learn to live with it, i hope i find a way someday.