Was it me something I said or did maybe you out of control we've gone to far so I'm told to be young now makes me sad I'm old and glad I carnt see a future full of wonder and makes me so mad so who's to blame who spoiled this game everybody that's the truth we sold our souls
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Author:
Mik (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 30th, 2025 20:36
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Some look to blame, some except the blame, nicely written read
A series of thoughts that replicate the flow of thoughts in the mind, some true some unprovable subjective in nature. Lovely
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