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Oct 06, 2006 13:09

I told you that you were my sunshine, my only sunshine.

You would reply, you make me happy when skies are gray.

Well I guess its turning into arrmagedon

For there is no sun shining anymore. And all the skies are painted black.

Theres no more happiness, only mourning.

Nothing is going right, everything that happend is one big mistake.

We both lay, in oppostie ends, staring at the never ending sky.

Watching the stars blink out one by one.

Thinking about all the memories.

But its obvious, Almost everything I said was a lie.

Almost everything, but this.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine."
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