I wonder what trawling is like,
fish market in the heart of it,
no feeling when you are on the front,
it could have been us in a different time
red pants blue socks African soldiers
Christmas won't happen the same again,
burn everything I ever gave you,
your pokemon evolved,
we really have no time for those grand feelings.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
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