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when im bored i write.. either songs or poems i donno which ever i realy feel like doin Out of the Flow Ive given up, it's just too hard, to persue thinking of you, i miss you so, im out of the flow, i can't forget you, its just to hard. i shut off my engines, no where to roam.i hate my self for letting you go. Why did you leave me, its making me think, did you really even love me, i can not stand this. its stabbing my heart, and now its a target for all cupids darts. How can you do this, i really dont know, all i know now, im out of the flow....Guitar riff...... IM thinking of you now, right inside the car, the radios blasting, but i cant hear it at all.
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