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Mar 2016
Here I am lying awake
Waiting to make another mistake
You make me feel like I'm flying
But what's the use of trying?
You don't make me feel alone
So maybe my heart is made of stone
I want it to be you and me
But there's other things that you could be.
Written by
Marissa  Minnesota, USA
(Minnesota, USA)   
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