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About Me
So cute with their playful photos Friends of past Will never become more Friends of past Will always slip away These girls and their cheerful nights Bring emotive remembrance to an old soul These girls and their childish acts Remind this old soul of being carefree Days past when responsibility was but an amusing portrait of the wise I crave the days when I was carefree The days they have Yet not appreciate Drunken hazes bring up strange ambitions Drunken hazes bring up what is unachievable So I say goodnight with a poem Affection to the hundred written in my sleep I write poems, I drive a fast car, I work as a panel bea...