CONTRADICTING[kŏn'trə-dĭkt'] - TO BE CONTRARY TO; BE INCONSISTENT WITH.
Well now that's pretty much what i'm feeling. As well as, not pity, but rather sympathy. I thought i knew who i wanted, even the dream felt so pain. But now, bleh. Refer to the first word of post again. =( So these days had been rather, normal i guess. Everyone's sad, almost. So that's about it.
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My gift is my song And this one's for you And you can tell everybody That this is your song It maybe quite simple But now that it's done Hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind That I put down in words How wonderful life is now you're in the world
Sat on the roof And I kicked off the moss Well some of the verses well They got me quite cross But the sun's been kind While I wrote this song It's for people like you that Keep it turned on
So excuse me for forgetting But these things I do You see I've forgotten If they're green or they're blue Anyway the thing is well I really mean Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
And you can tell everybody This is your song It may be quite simple But now that it's done I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is now you're in the world I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is now you're in the world
