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The time is now come, So listen to the beat of the drum. I wanna sing, not hum, I love that we’re not where I’m from. Baby take me..

Alas, it has come to an end, Leaving this life, let me mend. Waving my hand for that taxi car, A point of 'no more', I've reached my bar. You were..

I miss those nights of late night chatting. The nights when you'd have to force me to sleep. The nights before I knew exhaustion. I miss the days..

I see you, even now. For in my darkest hour You are bright, And brilliant. For in my lowest light I can remain to see you, Always. For in the d..

I guess for a split second I forgot: -You're not mine. -You don't care. -You're cruel and heartless. -You play with souls and lie. -Your intent..

Venting, I wish people could catch on to the horrible hints some leave. Those simple cries for help are always ignored until it's too late..

Walking down a one street path, Reaching to touch a face I know. I'm taking my time, but it feels so fast. All of them just seem to go.. People ..

I found what I've been looking for And I don't know what to do. I keep falling for him more But hell, he's no you. I use to cry myself to sleep,..

In honor of Every 15 Minutes.