"You are still a whisper on my lips
A feelin' at my fingertips
That's pullin' at my skin
You leave me when I'm at my worst
Feelin' as if I've been cursed
Bitter cold within
Days go by and still I think of you
Days when I couldn't live my life without you"
Hmmm. Not much to say tonight. It's 2010, a brand new year. A year which will, hopefully
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