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Laying here thoughts in my head staring at the ceiling may as well be dead But thoughts keep me going the way they always have Mystery and fantasy Is all i've truly had for if she lied next to me id tremble and shake in my soul id lie in disbelief that perfection could awake And in her grumbles awakened from slumber i would be amazed for just a second, so happy to see her beautiful smiling face
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Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 7:21 AM UTC
Alone
Laying here thoughts in my head staring at the ceiling may as well be dead But thoughts keep me going the way they always have Mystery and fantasy Is all i've truly had for if she lied next to me id tremble and shake in my soul id lie in disbelief that perfection could awake And in her grumbles awakened from slumber i would be amazed for just a second, so happy to see her beautiful smiling face
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Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 7:21 AM UTC
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