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Monday night. The hour will come that we say our goodbyes. I wish this didn't have to come my love. The moment our embrace must end and I'll be driving for hours on end. Just to see the sad face you make will be the death of me. Keep me close. Its 9 months away but I swear well be back together before you know. Don't shed a tear. Because I'm miles away but tonight I'm still here. Christmas will come. Through blizzard or ice I'll make it to you I swear. I'll be there.
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 7:51 AM UTC
we are too far apart.
Monday night. The hour will come that we say our goodbyes. I wish this didn't have to come my love. The moment our embrace must end and I'll be driving for hours on end. Just to see the sad face you make will be the death of me. Keep me close. Its 9 months away but I swear well be back together before you know. Don't shed a tear. Because I'm miles away but tonight I'm still here. Christmas will come. Through blizzard or ice I'll make it to you I swear. I'll be there.
stephen-paige
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 7:51 AM UTC
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