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I sit on the porch,
My life is like a speeding bullet,
One day you will have to disappear,
Looking into your crystal blue eyes,
You just stood there,
With nothing to say,
'Cause before you can open your eyes,
For another day,
I will be gone,
Our lives will soon change,
It's not woth the trouble,
To try to stay the same,
We all have deadlines,
Rivers of pain,
Remourse,
Long walks with you are over,
Sneaking in the movie theaters,
Midnight talks that never seems to end,
It ended with a simple goodbye.