February 2012
3 posts
when i'm gone
I look around me, But all I seem to see, Is people going nowhere, Expecting sympathy. It’s like we’re going through the motions, Of a scripted destiny. Tell me where’s our inspiration, If life wont wait, I guess it’s up to me
We’ll leave the past in the past, Gonna find the future. If misery loves company well, So long, you’ll miss me when I’m gone.
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