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Nov 14, 2005 11:12

This is morning
That's when I spend the most time
Thinking 'bout what I've given up
This is a warning
When you start the day just to close the curtains
You're thinking about what I've given up

Where are you now?
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I'm writing you a symphony of sound
Where are you now?
As I rearrange the songs again
This mix could burn a hole ( Read more... )

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boysinflipflops November 14 2005, 14:25:06 UTC
loveyou.
missyou.

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thepainoflove November 15 2005, 19:29:02 UTC
you gab and i = coffee date soon.
i miss seing your pretty face.

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