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The past is the past
but its gone to memorie
why, because it dident last
just whispering in the wind
between now and the futer
the memory its pinned
you always want what was
memorys so easy to obtain
then it all drifts away
once think about the pain
sometimes things are neccicary
things to clar the air
then you can be around the past again
mabey an appolagie hear and there
but when your past has pushed away
its hard to even think it could be
that things could eventually be ok
is so hard to think of or see
so maby my all of my past
may over lap what i have now
and it will be better
though im not shure how
actauuly i doubt it
still mabey its true
but untill that time
theres nothing ill do