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Not the One

Days and days without a word. Days and days nothing heard.

I'd **** for just a hello, but your just not that fellow who will come running to my door with your knees on the floor.

You're not that fellow who would make that bellow.

 

I can't make you be the one who makes me come undone.

I can't make you be the one who stays during the midnight sun.

Your just not that fellow. Your just not the one.

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Jun 27, 2010
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