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May 11, 2005 18:46



You know somethings going wrong

The broken window was from the time that you threw the book at me and it missed

The Candle wax was from the best day of my life, with the hot bath & breakfast in bed

T he hole in the wall was from the time that you threw the chair at me and it missed

The roses was from the day that you pormised that you would never do it again

The dent in the fridge was from the day that you threw the knife at me but it missed

The new pajamas were from the day that you wanted to be forgiven

The plane ticket on the table is for me I'm getting out of here

The letter in your hand is for not being what I thought you were

When do you know when things have gone wrong?

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