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Feb 2014
you
His hands aren't as big as yours
And his eyes are a different shade of brown
But I usually see him only at night time
So I can't really tell

His lips just aren't as sweet as yours
And his kisses don't get me high
I look at him and I'm still on the ground
But when I look at you
I'm flying, I can touch the sky.

His voice doesn't give me chills
His words don't give me closure
I'm laying right next to him skin on skin
But its you that I wish I was close to

There's no emotion
There's no connection
Into your heart
Is where I need directions

I can't seem to get to you
I can't seem to make you smile
I seem to hang around too long
Even though its not worth my while

He doesn't get to me like you do
He can not heal the pain you caused
Now you're gone forever
Onto better things
The best thing in life
I have lost
Brielle O'Brien
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Brielle O'Brien  landenberg PA
(landenberg PA)   
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   Joe Adomavicia, ---, Lexie and Jay
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