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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Draft Three.

Tonight I lay here
Thinking of how we used to be just side by side
Thinking how the two of us started as strangers
Thinking of how I sang that song for you
While you sat there, playing the guitar

Tonight I lay here
Motionless as the air I breathe
Vulnerable like a child
Sad like the dark room staring at me


Created on July 21, 2010 at 01:27 AM

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