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Feb 16, 2010 21:34

Every day is a welcomed sight
Dismiss youth, tight skin, bright eyes
Until you feel your love die
They are gone with less than a sigh

I heard in a whisper my own heart break
My favorite dress lost its shape
Then it hit me like a hard driven nail
Over the course of three whole days

We've only got one chance
So prove your love to me
Living on numbered heartbeats
And slipping frames of memories.
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