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Sep 2012
i feel like i'm standing here alone
then i look to my left and see my love is coming home
rushes through the door,loving arms wide open
hurry!find the keys to my heart
pry it open.

i refuse to be loved by you
feel that everything i do is irrelevant to you
im not enough
not enough to make you happy

its these distorted images i see in the mirror
why do i feel you're gone?
when you've always been here
Written by
April Rose  texas
(texas)   
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