by Lara La Bryer

one day it will all be okay
This is what we all used to say
I packed a few bags this morning
Made sure my tank was full
and it's never been so easy
In this life i dont want to waste no time
I want to find yeasterday and tomorrow
I want to make it better
A last kiss
and the ciggarett taste flows through your mind
The last thought of us...
Still wishing i could beleive those words
Wonder what I could've done
to be better for you

Written April 2, 2007, 9:18 pm
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