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Nov 2011
We're staring into empty spaces,
while we're sitted side by side.
We're having empty conversation,
over cigarette tonight.
The walls are closing in on us,
and we're wondering why.
It's just you and me,
and our cigarette stained lies.
We're talking to ourselves inside,
yet not a single word here.
My head is saying something else,
yet my heart holds you dear.
I really want to hold you,
and never let you go.
But baby there is so much more,
that you shouldn't know.
With no words,no reasons,
I pull you in closer to me.
Just one more lie tonight,
over our cigarette stained lie, just let it be.
Sherilyn Tan
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