Tell me again where you were when the world changed and forgot about you.
If it's sympathy you need then I'm sorry but you're not the only one who feels cheated.
It's too close to home and it's too near the bone, more than you'll ever know...
I don't miss you. I'll miss you when you're dead.
Monday, May 4, 2009
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