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I can't seem to get her out, I still know we won't be two, that's why I will not pout, but when it happens it comes on cue Most of the time it's nothing, I can easily think of others, but that one moment of something, it's the moment that covers Walking by her in the hall, I get a glimps of her beautiful face, time seems to freeze on call, feeling a mysterious embrace Even if I swear love isn't there, it has to bee something more than a care.
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Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 1:32 AM UTC
The One In My Head: Part III
I can't seem to get her out, I still know we won't be two, that's why I will not pout, but when it happens it comes on cue Most of the time it's nothing, I can easily think of others, but that one moment of something, it's the moment that covers Walking by her in the hall, I get a glimps of her beautiful face, time seems to freeze on call, feeling a mysterious embrace Even if I swear love isn't there, it has to bee something more than a care.
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Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 1:32 AM UTC
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