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"Spent my days with doctors, and my nights with crooks, and all of them who'd sell me for a song.
So I'm here."
"Dreams are the eraser dust that I blow off my page;
they fade into the emptiness, another dark, gray day.
Dreams are only memories of the plans I had back then.
Dreams are just eraser dust, so now I use a pen."
So I'm here."
"Dreams are the eraser dust that I blow off my page;
they fade into the emptiness, another dark, gray day.
Dreams are only memories of the plans I had back then.
Dreams are just eraser dust, so now I use a pen."
About Me
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- Live life on your own terms and no one else's. At the end of it all, the lessons, the regrets, and the moments, are yours and yours alone; follow your heart.
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- What Hurts the Most- Rascal Flatts
- Crash and Burn- Savage Garden
- Paint My Love
- Color the World
- Eight Pages Later
- A Friend To Me- Garth Brooks
- She Will Be Loved- Maroon 5
- Syndicate- The Fray
- Happiness
- Austin- Blake Shelton
- Breathless- Better Than Ezra
- Goodnight My Friend- Vertical Horizon
- Choices
- 5:19- Matt Wertz
- Angel- Sarah McLachlan
- Last night, I looked back at all of my writing fro...
- A Three Second Look
- Cold- Crossfade
- αγάπη πάντα
- Relapse
- Killing Me- Graham Colton
- Faithfully Loved
- Cigarette Lighter Love Song- Marvelous 3
- Screaming Infidelities- Dashbard Confessional
- So I have lost you forever. Now you are only a fig...
- Across the Universe
- Sleepless Thoughts
- As Lovers Die
- Cigarettes and Gasoline- Emerson Hart
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