
i'll always be here for him, and he'll always be here for me. best friends through the best and worst.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 164 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 09-27-08 - id: 2577161
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"the old days"
written by: katie motherfucking killjoy
i took one last puff of my cigarette
and flicked it at the pavement
smashed all my hoped and walked away
i should of known i'd cave in
i left everything i'd ever know, now im just trying to make it
who ever knew i'd be the one to take my life and break it
hard times doing hard time
old threads and some new rhymes
working hard just to make a dime
taking risks with a friend of mine
i walk by the places i once called home
somehow i am still welcome
yet i cant help feeling more than alone
looking back i regret so many things
i walk on by the place where i broke my dreams
in a puddle i see the reflection of who i once was again
and in that reflection standing behind me is my same old friend
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brosefs, i kinda suck at this writin' thing.
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