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Oct 07, 2007 11:33

I'm sorry that I can't be good enough for you.
That you're embarassed of me when you're around your friends.
I'm finally starting to see who you really are.
But even that can't change how I feel about you.
I remember the days that you used to live a little for me.
And I'll hold on to them forever.
Until your lips, sweeter than chocolate,
come back, and cure me of this feeling.
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