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Jun 22, 2004 17:29

i dreamt of you again
i woke up cold and gasping
i bit my tounge, clenched my fists
and shut my eyes hard
till the urge in me to call you
in the middle of the dark and quiet night,
to hear you,
and know everything was alright; passed

because i know now
i get it
youve made me see
things wont ever be alright
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