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Jul 16, 2009 15:54

there is some strange goins on in my head. can't explain it. i don't think i would want to even if i could.

Here we are again.
It's a little crazier each time.
Should we go around again?
In this playground, we might lose our minds.

That's all it is, just a game.
There's nothing there, is there?
I just want to play a game.
If you say there is something more it would be too much to bare.

So don't say a word.
Just lay here entwined with me.
We won't say a word.
Hide me, protect me, don't let me see.

Close the windows and the doors.
Let me forget and we'll play.
Turn the lock and throw me on the floor.
Let me forget my woes and I'll stay.
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