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When you close your eyes when you close your eyes, do you dream about me are these dreams filled with love, and burning ****** do our hands reach for each other, in the darkness of the night carressing one another, until the early morning light do we whisper sweet nothings, into each others ear ignoring the obvious, the things that we both fear the truth can be quite painful, it will not let us be in this case the truth, will never set us free   when you close your eyes, do the tears fill your head lying there motionless, in your lonely bed because there is no room for me, someone else is in that spot one more night of crying, your stomach in a knot your last response was no response, it left me with a chill the feeling is the end is here, you sent the final bill when you close your eyes, I feel you no longer dream covering your head instead, so no one can hear your scream no I no longer think, that you dream of me the cold distance is wider now, the space between you and me that you have made a concious choice, to just let it go you don't have to say the words, I already know
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Aug 30, 2011
Aug 30, 2011 at 10:11 PM UTC
When you close your eyes
When you close your eyes when you close your eyes, do you dream about me are these dreams filled with love, and burning ****** do our hands reach for each other, in the darkness of the night carressing one another, until the early morning light do we whisper sweet nothings, into each others ear ignoring the obvious, the things that we both fear the truth can be quite painful, it will not let us be in this case the truth, will never set us free   when you close your eyes, do the tears fill your head lying there motionless, in your lonely bed because there is no room for me, someone else is in that spot one more night of crying, your stomach in a knot your last response was no response, it left me with a chill the feeling is the end is here, you sent the final bill when you close your eyes, I feel you no longer dream covering your head instead, so no one can hear your scream no I no longer think, that you dream of me the cold distance is wider now, the space between you and me that you have made a concious choice, to just let it go you don't have to say the words, I already know
david-nelson
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Aug 30, 2011
Aug 30, 2011 at 10:11 PM UTC
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