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Cause time has got a way of taking back,
Everything you thought you had

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Sunday, May 1, 2011
Bad Day.

Today is just another screwed up day.
I am really at a lost for words.

For all the things you said to me,
I believe in myself that I could change things around.
I am sure that for the certain decisions that I am going to make or have made,
I am not gonna regret it.

Please, I'm 18,
I have my conscience,
I need that extra bit of freedom,
I don't need you to tell me all the things that have happened,
All over again..

I am really getting sick of this,
I have enough trouble for myself lately,

Soon,
Surely and slowly,
I am letting this go...

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For the first time,
we're smilling but we're close to tears.