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
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
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