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Apr 2013
When you could be the start
And she could be the end
When I could be the mark
And this could be the scar

When she becomes to far 
And you become to close
Tomorrow never comes
Watch our hands fall apart

Where you would be the one
And she would be the done
Where I would be the sun
I'd make you shine on

So don't pretend 
On the things that depend 
On the things that weren't said
Just one more caress

If I was the grass you can be the flower
Id love you til the end til the very last hour
I hope these moments will last all of forever
Every time a pedal falls I'd put it back together
 
So I shoot you with the tip of my pistol 
I repeated the crime and I won't even miss her
I read her life including all of her faults 
Like the saddest and most beautiful braille book
Moments like these always come free
you grab the stogies and I grab the coffee 
You gleam like the moon and eyes like the stars
Let's join hands instead of it breaking apart
Kaedon
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Kaedon  Wisconsin
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