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Old Town There was a place I use to go Just an old worn out town That is. until some people came and decided to tear it down I miss the building, the old wood frames I miss the streets, that went both ways I miss the people and their names I simply miss those good old days This old town was never really great but , this old town was never that bad It was build upon both love and hate And we shared them, it's what we had Now that it's lost, we find the town Amongst the ruins and the rubble. The love that's lost, the hate that's found Was this old town worth all that trouble? |
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I was dishearten this morning about his site, So I let it fly.
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It sums up the SFF situation pretty well, JC. Thanks for posting it. Alfie...
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The good old weren't so great, But they were a heck of lot better than they are now. Like JKH said there were good days and bad days. Now it's just mostly bad. The hate gets pretty tiring. When I wrote it, I could have written your response for you, immediately upon writing good old days. I knew what was coming. So I tried to curtail it with the next sentence, but you only read what you want. So you did it, maisie ..you proved my point. I wasn't talking about what the town use to be, I was talking of what it is now...Ruins and rubble. You make it that way.
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maisie, you need to realize something. Without you, the perception of people and what people actually do. would not have happened. Leaf and your perception of him, would not have happen. Even Adolpho, would only be bad and not evil. You, like the Republicans you represent, have riled up people. You like Republican have forgotten what America is. there is something to be learned from this. That kind of method has no purpose but destruction..... of this old town and this old country. Maisie you are going to spend your entire life in destruction mode. You cannot win, so you cannot change.
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The good old days, when Ronald Reagan was President and when GW Bush was president. Maise you're a fricken hypocrite. Without bad days there would be no goods days. But with all bad days, you only get bad days. You have a heck of a lot of bad days ahead for you maisie. You can't change it, because you don't even know what it is you'd change. All the talk will never get you to where you want to go. Because you don't where your talk is taking you. No matter where it goes... it won't be good enough. Lots of bad days ahead for you maisie.
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Most people when confronted with bad days try to figure it out, why it is bad, what can they do to change it. Maise you just relish those bad days, they define you, give you purpose. You don't want to fix them. You don't think about them that way Nothing you have ever said, was meant to fix them. Let everyone else change them to good days, convince everyone else, you think, you know what they think they want. Knowing they can't get everything they want, so you can just continue relishing the bad days, You helped create. The good old days, maise.. you live now in the good old days. And if thing do change, these days will become your good old days.
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Maisie, Prove me wrong.. Say something good, anything good. Now before you start, Don't say who COULD be good, or what COULD be good, or what USED to be GOOD. What's good now maisie? I have a saying If you can't appreciate anything you have, you will never appreciate anything you want. Maisie that's you..
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Just think maise. I got all that from your funny little statement... It's what happens when you know someone is incapable of being funny.
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