May 19, 2005 21:29
Breaking your heart,
I'm feeling you cry.
Sometimes makes me want to say goodbye.
You dont have to look behind,
And keep me in your mind.
Mentally knowing all this pushes me away
A problem I really do not have to say.
A problem not in you, a problem in me.
And I think --
Maybe the door should be closed and locked with a key.
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Youll sort it out.
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