Life is to short And I miss my homies I miss hot summer days So drunk Passed out in the sun Half naked And smelling like Hard stuff I miss deep conversations And I hate selfish momments That reak on forever Everytime Is like a libary being burnt down Everytime A part of my heart Leaves me I like having fun Being young I hate pain or when inside aches and my eyes burn And thouse times i say goodbye When your heart beats no more What can I say I'll see you when I get thereBirth sign: Aries
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