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Mar 2014
Hours,
Days,
Weeks,
Months,
Years,
they have all flown by,
time doesn't change,
and it never will,
I haven't changed,
same scene,
different scenario,
I still ask
for what I can't have,
and I still push
those I love away,
because I want change
but I don't know how to initiate it,
so i'm stuck in the same hours,
Days,
Weeks,
Months,
Years.
Brooke Davis
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Brooke Davis  25/F
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