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Friday, February 01, 2008
-11:15 PM
It'll come a time when we drift.We would drift to farrr, & we would be too lazy to do anything about it.Forgetting the things we loved to do,
Forgetting the chats we loved to have.Leaving behind the old, we search for the new.
& before you know it,
The bond that held our friendships,
was broken into two. ):
Now that is called sad.