regret, by inner_demons Subscribe to rss feed for inner_demons

it seems as though i was too late
i told you though and you did care
the bad thing was nothing could happen
now every time i see your name
i am filled with the greatest pain
i wish i could go back and tell you first
but thinking this will not help me
i have to move on with my life
even though theres something missing...
i can only hope that something will change
because i cant go back 
to wednesday night
Posted: 2005-10-23 15:01:23 UTC

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