corridor sitting.

the corridors floor....

crazy one mole teacher...

crystal....

slowly back into my head...

~SWEET TIMES~

half of my heart.

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.

the craze is back.

JOHN MAYER

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I never liked this apple much

It always seemed too big to touch

I can't remember how I found

My way before she came around

I tell everyone

I smile just because

I've got a city love

I found it in Lydia

And I can't remember life before her name

.

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~SWEET TIMES~

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Dead and gone...

Time to think before I make mistakes

just for my familys sake

That part of me left yesterday

the heart of me is strong today

No regrets...

im blessed to say

the old me dead and gone away

~SWEET TIMES~