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tonight i remembered back to when i used to write in livejournal frequently.
and i started to wonder if i miss it or not
but she's not here
standing clear
in front of you
it's just a dream
times up, she's gone away
you had your time, but it won't stay
not this time, not this time
soon enough, you'll kill them all
every chance to break your fall
you're giving in
but she's the one
bright as the sun
stops you there
right on the stairs
and falling back
when stars are black
and stripes on fire