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I bit the bullet, But I feel gassed; All the thing I've missed With all that has passed. I stand here alone, A warrior on my own; No one to call friend, No place to call home. I was happy for a time, But that has all ended; Nowhere to go, Desperation, I befriended. Don't laugh at my problem, I'll spit in your face; Love is a silly notion, My feelings, displaced. I can cry all I want to, Reality still there; Giggling in laughter, Life is not fair. I thought I loved you, I thought you cared; And now I realize, You weren't actually there. I miss my childhood, The simplicity; Without any blood, I was simply free. I'll get there one day, I 'm still young yet; But I know when I'm older, All I have is regret.
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Jan 8, 2013
Jan 8, 2013 at 11:06 PM UTC
Regret
I bit the bullet, But I feel gassed; All the thing I've missed With all that has passed. I stand here alone, A warrior on my own; No one to call friend, No place to call home. I was happy for a time, But that has all ended; Nowhere to go, Desperation, I befriended. Don't laugh at my problem, I'll spit in your face; Love is a silly notion, My feelings, displaced. I can cry all I want to, Reality still there; Giggling in laughter, Life is not fair. I thought I loved you, I thought you cared; And now I realize, You weren't actually there. I miss my childhood, The simplicity; Without any blood, I was simply free. I'll get there one day, I 'm still young yet; But I know when I'm older, All I have is regret.
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Jan 8, 2013
Jan 8, 2013 at 11:06 PM UTC
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