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Friday, August 14, 2009
~ 8:44 PM ~
Always seem to get stuck.
When was it that I ever
Manage the control everything?
When was the time I ever
Went home with you?
It seems to be decades ago.
Whenever that happens,
You seem to ignore…
If that is what you want,
I got nothing to complain about.
You may start saying about
My ATTITUDE again
Or my mood.
I’m just lying in a
Boulevard of broken dreams…
Nothing ever seems to work out
