Dec 23, 2004 11:27
If you find yourself here
On my side of town
I pray that you'd come to my door
And talk to me
Like you don't know
What we ever fought about
I don't remember anymore
I just know that she warms my heart
And knows what all my imperfections are
And she said that I was the brightest
Little firefly in her jar
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Copeland :)
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copeland makes me cry
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(^sarah, not kaycee. tooo lazy to log out.)
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