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miss you with the morning rain
miss you with the sunset tears
miss you and i say your name
like I'm prepared for the next hundred years
and I miss you with every mountain top
you've ever wanted to see
and I hear that trees don't grow much in new york
so if colorado's where you want to be
I'm coming
miss you in the evening cold
miss you when I'm on my own
no ones voice sounds like yours
no one words make me shiver or
hide away
I just find the saying still
the only thing I run from now
the only thing I run towards
the present feeling and walls coming down
I feel like I should still be hurting some, from her
so I let. you. go.
And we're the only ones who know
No one's even coming close
your cemetary stone better be the name I die
with
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Posted by karleyjayde on 2009-10-18 21:08:09 | Rating: | Views: 21
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