Pickles

Pickles

1988 – 2006

 

 

picklesss
All in all my world was made for you.
Why on earth would god take one that beutiful?

I took it all for granted
All the riches of life I had
So much left unsaid
And years to be shared
Left in a bygone zone
And I took it all for granted
Nothing turns out the way you planned
Not all in the rhyme.
Can turn back the time.
I’m lost in the bygone zone

Alone…

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