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Nov 2011
There's no such way to tell you what I feel
Like a hurricane rushing away into the ocean
I feel this steady heartbeat waiting.
No matter what I want to do,
I want to disappear.
Much like my inner conscience.
I miss you.
I miss the way you make me feel.
I want to go back to the days
Simplicity and no occasions
When we could walk on the beach in our bare feet
With nothing but smiles on our faces
And our hearts on our sleeves
We could disappear somewhere in time
No one would find us
Until its too late
The sun will shine
And my heart won't break
It's with you

~<3~
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   ---, Tara Hart and ---
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