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that's what life is about.
those moments when you feel entirely carefree,
like nothing can touch you.
it's those moments that make the hard parts so worth it.
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There is no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
And no song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart..
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| It's hard to believe that it's already been 2 years...
Darlin', only the good die young.
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The leaves of memory seem to make
A mournful rustling in the dark.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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So let's find a bar
So dark we forget who we are
And all the scars from the
Nevers and maybes die |
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