Tuesday, March 31, 2009

those nights

I remember when
We used to laugh
About nothing at all
It was better
than going mad

Stay up late
and we'd talk all night
In a dark room
lit by the small light
Through all the hard times
in my life
Those nights kept me alive

We were so young
and confused that we didn't know
To laugh or cry
Those nights were ours
They will live and never die

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