Funny. I knew I had this stored away in a place where I wouldn't find it, in the hope that I'd forget it. At that moment, the folder it was in it was too important to me to just delete it. So I kept it all around, in the hope that I'd forget about it someday, so I could delete it.
That was five years ago now. I haven't forgotten a single thing about it, and I can't believe I actually kept it.
I took a look at what I wrote, and saw that I made quite a few mistakes in it. Do not correct them, because I already see them easily. But I left them like this on purpose.
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<div align="center">You told me your life that year
And I've always had a listening ear
I could have much might
If I didn't had that fight inside
I loved you with all my heart
But in a way, I wasn't being smart
The love I had for you failed
My thoughts were now nailed
After a long time
I hadn't felt the urge to make you mine
Feelings were being made for an other
While many things were happening with my mother
The day has come and I confessed
While I was being repressed
I was respected
and rejected
Feelings cried inside
From a crumbling might</div>
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Why did I post this? Oh, I don't know. Perhaps because I am not the same person anymore as five years ago.
That was five years ago now. I haven't forgotten a single thing about it, and I can't believe I actually kept it.
I took a look at what I wrote, and saw that I made quite a few mistakes in it. Do not correct them, because I already see them easily. But I left them like this on purpose.
<div align="center">---</div>
<div align="center">You told me your life that year
And I've always had a listening ear
I could have much might
If I didn't had that fight inside
I loved you with all my heart
But in a way, I wasn't being smart
The love I had for you failed
My thoughts were now nailed
After a long time
I hadn't felt the urge to make you mine
Feelings were being made for an other
While many things were happening with my mother
The day has come and I confessed
While I was being repressed
I was respected
and rejected
Feelings cried inside
From a crumbling might</div>
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Why did I post this? Oh, I don't know. Perhaps because I am not the same person anymore as five years ago.