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I miss sending you stupid messages and poems. I miss your lies about how you like them. I miss find in a note from you when I wake in the middle of the night. Thank you for our times. I think of you alot and still write thinking of you. Here's proof.
Inside again, the pain begins
Last time I thought was the end.
Close my eyes and it goes on
Oh for forgotten now.
The story told, goes on and on
When will it ever end
Close the door and let's pretend
We're all alone, all alone
Open my eyes up and I dream
Morning skies and you I see.
Ending this night and everything's right.
And we're all alone, all alone.
Close the door and let's pretend
Our love could know no end
Close your eyes and dream
You can be with me.
See, no one else could write such tripe for you. No one else but you would have cared I did.
I hope this can stay a while for you to see
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