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by Kayla Sep 23, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Day that you think you find the right fish. Another chick of the world comes along and take your fish. So the cycle repeats Then one day you caught the perfect fish.. the one that will stay with you until you let it go. These days are getting tougher by the minute to decide which fish to take with me as i go on the Highway.... So the sadness of love stays with me.......