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Nov 05, 2006 18:18

I wasent suppose to stay. You weren't suppose to come. Im not as chill as you think I am. I had a panick attack, next to you. I hated the sunlight, and the highway strech. But I wanted you, forever. But forever dosent seem like long enough.

Baby youre an angel
In the morning sunlight
Laying across the sofa
Coat and Hat on
Ready to go
Ready to let me go
Baby youre my comfort
as the daylight rises
Your arms holding me gently
Asking me to talk
Splurring sad statistics
of probabilities split equaly
Baby youre a stranger
Standing in the crowd
Grabing hold of me
Bringing me to the car
Ready to begin and End
A hearbreaking affair.
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