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2/20/07 6:13 11 lines |
| I tossed myself across the room Sometimes this is worse than doom That next morning you pulled me close All of our evidence shows I cant believe I screwed this up It makes me want to throw up You throw me that casual smile I want to make it worthwhile I want to touch your face again My fingers come close and then I awake to dissappointment *if it was ever to be spoken, i would want it two people alternating with them both saying the last line. |