It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a jamboree of all sorts,
A patchwork of joys and regrets.
You remember the days when you mess up,
The days when sadness brings tears,
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it's laughter that brings you to tears.
If only we could be happy forever,
To look forward, not think of the past,
Our lives would be full of elation,
With sadness a ghost of the past.
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
After I knew the person you showed the world,
I searched for the person you are.
When I am born, you are here
In your eye, I see a tear
Time flies and already I'm
Oh, dear,
Oh, my gosh,
I hope that no one saw,
I wish that I could laugh,
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
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