My mind takes a quick glance at my past;
it brings forth a recollection of memories that I wish wouldn't last.
I glean these nostalgic thoughts and simply dispose of them.
And now the insignificant feelings from way back when, have finally come to an end.
Feb 14, 2013
Feb 14, 2013 at 7:55 AM UTC
My mind takes a quick glance at my past;
it brings forth a recollection of memories that I wish wouldn't last.
I glean these nostalgic thoughts and simply dispose of them.
And now the insignificant feelings from way back when, have finally come to an end.
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