floyd Posted March 9, 2010 Report Share Posted March 9, 2010 dont ask me where i,m going i dont make any plans just standing on your door step with the blood on my hands although i try to tell you i still dont understand this time goes by i was looking for an exit down this corridoor all the time i wasted you really cant afford if i,m running you can rest asure this times goes by still i feel the tention like talking out of turn and all these old lessons i never really learn one by one my friendships just burn and this time goes by Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sarabpd Posted March 9, 2010 Report Share Posted March 9, 2010 Wow hit the nail on the head there. Very well written x Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dani Posted March 10, 2010 Report Share Posted March 10, 2010 this is really good pinky :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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