Remember those days, olden days.
They used to be so close.
Now I don't believe they exist.
Those late phonecalls never happened.
All the debates and philosophies are ghosts of the past.
You died. You will never come back.
So different now.
What we used to talk about hurt us now.
What we used to laugh about are silences now.
What we used to dream about are nightmares now.
You died. You will never come back.
Dreams dying, happiness fading.
Your laughter has gone.
We will never be able to talk again.
From darkness, into darkness.
You died. You will never come back again.
Monday, August 14, 2006
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