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Jan 2015
There's not a single star in the sky tonight,
Yet you're still lighting up my world.
Unearthing all my insecurities.
Calling what's left of me.
I can't go home tonight.
Not when those
eyes are as
weary as
mine.
Jake
Written by
Jake  Colorado
(Colorado)   
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