Lifes to short too spelchek,
but peeple git the message,
And it causez a laf.
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Lifes to short too spelchek,
but peeple git the message,
And it causez a laf.
How do I tell you that I still care, And how do I tell you that I'm still here? How do I say that I'm not too great, At staying in touch, or is it too late? How do I say, that "You'll always be my fri
Blood and pain, Smiles and laughs. They tie in together, Making this world a mess. But I know I live with both, And sometimes can't tell them apart, But all I'm trying to do, Is live with my ghosts. S
Words flow from the edges of my mind, Swirling, whirling, twirling all around. And every moment that I feel like I'm lost, It's the words that help me to be found. Sometimes I hate it, All the thought