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by X-lost&alone-X May 6, 2007 category : Life, society / other
Someday our past will be a blur, Nothing more then a smudge on a mirror. The friends that we tried so hard to make, Will all be forgotten when they leave. All the wounds from your heart breaking Will one day become no more then a scar. All the places we've left marks on, They'll be gone when we come back next time. Mistakes you are making today, It'll all be forgotten in the future.