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Jan 2015
She lay next to me
Still
Never changing
We felt so close
But whenever I would try to grab her
The gap would grow
Larger
Larger
Larger
And we would grow more and more apart
But after time the gap would shrink
And we'd be back where we started
And I'd reach for her again
And again the gap would grow
She's the one that I love
The still
Unmoving
Out of reach
Beautiful
Girl
Mitchell Mulkey
Written by
Mitchell Mulkey  America
(America)   
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