by Bad Romance
Too often we don't realize what we have until it's gone,
Too often we wait too late to say "Sorry, I was wrong."
Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones we hold dearest to our hearts, && allow the foolish things to tear our lives apart;
Far too many times we let unimportant things into our mind && then, it's usually too late to see what made us BLIND. . .
Submission date : 2006-03-09
Last edit : 2009-10-04
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