Treasure Island

Casual Diamond


The Missing of One


Sick in pit of stomach, sick
Thick thoughts of trips gone so quick
Photo trick, when album flicked
Sit n flick, bit by bit
Brick by brick memories flit
Only Good times tick, not kick n kick
Grap my kit, snap out of it
No longer need this shit.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Edited: Thursday, April 24, 2008

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