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May 2014
Is she *******
Or
Shaking from the cold

Clasped cigarette
In
The night as she feels alone

Tears stream down
Our
Faces and onto our sleeves

Quiet 'I love you's
But
It's seems loves not enough anymore

I want to try
Please
If you let me pick up the pieces

Trust me, don't ask
Why
I want to be with you

I love you
And
I never will or have another

You are special to me
You
Make my days shining bright

And though
It seems we're far apart

I know
I can't repair a broken heart
I'm sorry
Zack Phillips
Written by
Zack Phillips
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   s and Anastasia Webb
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