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Jun 2012
Standing here,
All alone in a crowd.
I wish you were here to show me how.
To push my way through the pain and the tears,
To let me know that your still here.
To tell me how much you love me and care
To have your fingers still run through my hair.

But now your gone
You've dissapeared.

So now im standing,
All alone in the crowd.
Your no longer here
To show me how.
Written by
Jessica Mesnick
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