I waste the day away and play
through thoughts of me by your side,
I hope you'll stay the day
and say those things that quake my insides,
A dream like love's mistake,
afraid to come awake,
surreal the lovers fear,
by morning is she here
my girl is lovely...
Saturday, November 20, 2004
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nice!
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