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1 billion o'clock in the morning

what am i doing up again?

oh thats right

we're having a fight

im pecking at the keys

one finger at a time

and you keep trying

to place eight on the home row

i stumble around

failing to express

how its simply not my fault

how its not something that i can help

"and thats why im here love"

her new mantra

and if thats what it takes

shame me

into being able to be with you

make it so

shame on

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allan-jain-bonder
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Apr 15, 2013
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