Tuesday, 15 September 2009 @ 11:11:00 am
it's there, it isn't
...I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls...
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I want to know what's real and there for me.
I need to see things I have stopped seeing a long time ago.
It will kill me to get there, I bet it hurts you as much as I get.
Labels: 2009, life