Saturday, November 26, 2011

What Was

Sometimes I wish I didn't feel so much. Feelings get hurt too easily and they just get in the way of something bad or something good. And then sometimes they control you and you forget how good you've got it. I wish we were like how we used to be. I wish I was like how I used to be. I try to bring back the beginning but only see my folly. I'm a fool, the jester of this life's party.

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