06-05-2008, 12:00 AM
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THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOVED
______THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOST
THE THINGS I'VE HELD SACRED
______________THAT I'VE DROPPED
_____ The voice belonged to his son—the only son, aside from Gabriel, in the area—and Ahren relaxed slightly. It was not until the boy crossed into his line of vision that the blonde realized something was wrong. Shifting his weight and pulling his legs out from under him, Ahren cocked his head doggishly. He had not cut his hair since removing the dreadlocks, and it fell beyond his shoulders. Sliding from the rock and standing, cigarette still in his hand, he regarded the boy. “What’s wrong?” It seemed peculiar to him, not knowing much of his son’s current patterns, that the boy was so close to tears. His tone was remarkably even; all things considered, he was ready to begin a manhunt.
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
______THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOST
THE THINGS I'VE HELD SACRED
______________THAT I'VE DROPPED
_____ The voice belonged to his son—the only son, aside from Gabriel, in the area—and Ahren relaxed slightly. It was not until the boy crossed into his line of vision that the blonde realized something was wrong. Shifting his weight and pulling his legs out from under him, Ahren cocked his head doggishly. He had not cut his hair since removing the dreadlocks, and it fell beyond his shoulders. Sliding from the rock and standing, cigarette still in his hand, he regarded the boy. “What’s wrong?” It seemed peculiar to him, not knowing much of his son’s current patterns, that the boy was so close to tears. His tone was remarkably even; all things considered, he was ready to begin a manhunt.
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
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