

Dying PastThat past that I relive everyday tears me apart, They ask me why so early in the morning I am not there, It's because I must be with her to help me through the day, With her my past doesn't matter, I can forget it all, and go on during the day, It helps to know that she will always be there for me, They always want me to talk about it and that hurts worse, I will always have that little corner in the back of my mind that holds the past, But when you hold onto the future and the present the past does not matter.Dying Past
jason
love ya
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