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R. I. P. my old friend. I miss you, Anisha
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Wanted to write something', but it's hideously late
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A bit cheesy, yeah. But depending on the events of the next coupla weeks I may be putting this to music and sharing it with somebody. Wanted to keep..
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Walk with me, please,
down the lane of our memories.
The first time I ever saw you,
Something about you stood out.
Times have changed since that..
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Sad face.
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Next time I go on a double-date with my best bud and his girlfriend, I wanna make SURE his girlfriend's gonna be there before I confirm.
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I really care about somebody, but destiny just isn't on my side for this one. So I wrote this song.
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My best friend and I share a brain. I got the school smarts, he got the people smarts. I just wanted to make a new friend.
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Some things you know can't happen. Not because you aren't good enough, but because life has something to do with it.
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Hours fade into days.Days fade into years.Thoughts fade into dreams.Dreams fade into fears.
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