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Nov 2010
I woke up to your face
I had a dream of a brand new day
Where we
Never sang these sad songs
And we
Never told such sad lies

They say its gonna be a cold day
So put on your jacket, your gloves, and your little black boots
It's freezing out there, my dear
But it can't be as cold as you, my dear

So let me
Cover you up and throw you away
So you
Never have to see my face
Cause it fades to gray like the clouds
When they've
Been holding back everything

Well I did what I could you know
I gave it all I had
To watch it
Fall to pieces in my hands
Never knowing it was you all along
It was you all along

So I'll go back home now
You won't see me again
And we can pretend
That this never happened
Oh we can pretend
That we're better off alone
This is actually a song I wrote. I figured it's pretty close to poetry.
Written by
Berkely Carr
633
   apathy and Christina McCourt
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