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My one day friend, Mark
To Liverpool
Wednesday 6th March 2013 8:19 pm
YEARS GO BY
YEARS GO BY
The years go by as I live my life, joy fills my heart, me,
as I think of you, of the times we had and the bands we saw.
Now you’re gone, pain fills my head, me, as I realise that you
were the one, not any more. Contrasting emotions and images
welling up inside me, confusing my brain as another failed encounter
fills my being, taking me to the dept...
Thursday 11th October 2012 7:17 pm
YOU CALLED
YOU CALLED
So now you came up after calling and texting me,
almost begging me to be your friend.
We talk at my door for half an hour,
then I feel compassion and let you in.
You regret being silly and I do being nasty,
tell me how did it come to all this?
We manage to sort this madness out and become friends.
Is this what happens when we break up,
...
Saturday 8th October 2011 8:34 pm
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