Thursday, March 18, 2010

picking up

If it's not to late to say.
I can put back all the pieces
They just might not fit the same.
Cause nothing's worth losing
Especially the chance to make it right.
And I know that I'm gonna be fine.
And the tattooed mistakes
Are gonna fade over time.
As long as we live, time passes by.
And we won't get it back when we die.

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