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Apr 21, 2005 12:00

Every reminiscence, every time
Even more than ever, I realize that she’s not mine
Awakening alone and cold
Knowing that she’s not there to hold
My room is darker, my bed seems larger
I’m trying to cope but it keeps getting harder
She’s so close, yet she is so far away
Distancing herself, as I beg her to stay
Opening vulnerability, stretching the wounds
Putting my faith to the test, yet leaving me to assume
Drowned in my sorrow I pry myself from my bed
I get up, get dressed and try to stay one step ahead
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