fumblinglust's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- \"Photobooth\" And as the summers ending The cold air will rush your hard heart away You were so condescending: As the alcohol drained the days And as the summers ending, The cold air will rush your hard heart away You were so condescending: And this is all that's left. The empty bottles, spent cigarettes So pack a change of clothes 'cause it's time to move on. 12:51 a.m. - 2003-10-10 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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