The Old Dream

December 4, 2010
By inspired_to_write BRONZE, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
inspired_to_write BRONZE, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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I dream of us....of what we could have become. Of what I thought I wanted was you, but you didn't turn out to be the type of icecream I wanted. You was like a drug to me and it was hard to get off. I loved feeling the rush you gave,but question the low you left. Thinking back I would love to feel the rush again.



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