We were all together once.
A wall of friends, ready to help each other
to slay and protect.
The Fab Five/The Passionate Pentagon...
The Dark Side.
What happened to us?
What we once were,
we are no more,
and we look back at the Dark Side
like the same way we reminisce old memories-
but we are not old memories.
We will always be the Fab Five,
The Dark Side.
We are tied together
by bonds unseen but there.
But yet we are all reaching out,
stretching our flimsy arms to everyone around us
people who never were a part of us,
longing to be held and heard-
to not be forgotten.
There is no need for that.
I promise you,
you are not forgotten, and never will be.
So maybe...maybe let's try again, eh?
Let's get the old gang together
remember we exist to each other,
take away all the walls built up between the bonds,
all the anguish squished in between us,
and let's
Reunite.
My old gang and I....we're falling apart. We used to be together always, and now we barely talk. We need a reunion tbh... I'm sorry I haven't been there for you guys, I've been so caught up in my mind, in my own selfish needs. Je suis desolee, mes amis. Let's talk about stupid teachers and school, and laugh about eating each other, and about being the passionate pentagon that praises the good lord heine, aight? Let's remember the bonds again...We should use Skype, and meet up after school to hangout sometime soon, or what little we have left will be gone.
Talk ***** to me
by jason derulo
all of me
by john legend
