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Birthday cards and roof of cars
Do you remember when?
I showed you,
The bottle of cheep Champaign,
With half price strawberries,
And plastic glass's in the rain,
With your birthday card,
Calling you my star,
And I told you I loved you,
As we lay on,
The roof of your car...
You will always be my star. No matter how far or fast you fall. I still love you.
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Between your skin and my finger tips
Talking to you feel like nothing more than trading in tired clichés. They die as they try to float above the waves of sound, sinking in to words I know you wish you wrote. With sunlight sneaking back in to my room with that shy guilty look of your cat. Missing for days he’d make you cry. At lest I could trace my finger over those tears and push ( Read more... )
