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December 23, 2010
By Anonymous

contracted of nothing and sound,
I felt the chill of lips on my cheek,
cannot tell you where I've been,
its no where that's been found.

and I walked alone;for miles to see you..
just in case it'd be the last chance,
and I've gone away,
because I've found a way,
of having nothing left to lose.

letting go,set the fire,
it's only a chapter,
you'll miss it for a while,
but everyone loses what isn't around to wonder,
what isn't around to miss.

it's where we could meet,
when you'v learnt to find me,
I'll be cold and lonely.



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