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parole da studiare
I found my sketchbook from junior year.
My god, I must have been depressed.
And I found a picture of that prom that I missed.
But god damn, all my friends were so well dressed.
They're calling for rain again.
And I can't pretend that I don't need you.
And I wish we would have talked.
When the days were long and I could see you.
I wish you would have stayed just one more day.
But I guess I would have missed you anyway.
I don't know how to talk, that's why I say things I don't want to.
I don't know how to talk, that's why I say things I don't want to.
And I lost the memory of that day at the park.
Jumping through piles of leaves.
And I lost the feeling in my heart.
