On happy days
When time was running away
I found myself in you
And thought that you were true
As the seconds slipped by
You showed me you were a lie
And behold in the light
I knew there was nothing right
Then minutes became hours
And my love for you became sour
From the bitter taste I knew
That you were fallible too
After years had been left behind
And I had wiped you from my mind
Only happy memories were there
Because I know once you did truly care
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"Not all who wander are aimless, especially those who seek truth beyond tradition, beyond definition, beyond the image" (M.L.S., 2003).
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Sobre aquello que nunca te conté y lo que queda por contar
un occhio a quello che accade
maturity is too immature
"In my end is my beginning" ~ T.S. Eliot
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sometime it comes out of no where
Messages that travel through time and space
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Weezer – Buddy Holly
Wow. It’s been ages since I listened to Weezer! Thanks for sharing this~
forgiveness, comfort at having mentally moved on and healed. blessings
Thank you!