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Dec 2010
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray into my head she doesn't creep.
Into my thoughts she must not follow,
If she finds my heart she'll find it hollow.
I want her too much,
She makes my heart flutter and such.
But she's wants another,
So I shall not bother.
Into my dreams I will escape,
A frown on my face will only be draped.
Written by
Alex Caldwell
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