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Aug 2013
You hold me tight and pull me close
But I've never felt so cold
I'm as empty as a balloon
that has just found its hole

I'm a lake with no ending
A puddle with no reflection
I'm a postcard in the window
Cause it's not worth sending

And you tell me you're sorry
And you squeeze my hand tight
And you're killing me slowly
The dark that haunts my night

My mind is stuck
My heart is paused
I need to surrender this fight

But I'm getting nowhere
Cause you hold the string
And I am just your kite
Stephanie Rice
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Stephanie Rice  New York/Maryland
(New York/Maryland)   
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