Sean (darksoul) wrote,
Sean
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The good times are killing me...

Remember that time on our trip
You asked me where we were going
I said Barcelona
You said that's not what I meant


Things wouldn't be so bad if I had a sense of timing.



I don't mind, most of the time, but you push me so far inside.

One of these days I'll get things right.
I'll have the right words to say at the right moment.
I won't be hiding behind excuses and fear.
One of these days.



It's 6 am. I'll sleep soundly tonightthis morning.
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