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Alone

I hold your picture in my hands
Staring into your eyes
The light the dark
The in between
The things that were
The things that could never be
I held you close
Praying you weren't just a dream
Now I'm all alone again
Wiping tears out of my eyes
I get so sick of weakness
So sick of being without you
All I can do is think of why
I know you hate me
And all I wish is that I could hate you
But theres nothing you could do
To stop me from loving you.





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Bekah said...
Oct. 22, 2009 at 9:20 pm
I love this, its really good! =)
 
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