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| holiday (profile) wrote, on 1-2-2005 at 7:15pm | |
| When the sun came up, we were sleeping in Sunk inside our blankets Sprawled across the bed. And we were dreaming There are moments when I know it. And the world revolves around us And we're keeping it Keeping it all going This delicate balance Vulnerable All knowing (SING LIKE YOU THINK NO ONE'S LISTENING) You would kill for this. Just a little bit. Just a little bit. You would. (SING LIKE YOU THINK NO ONE'S LISTENING) You would kill for this. Just a little bit. Just a little bit. You would. Sing me something soft. Sad and delicate. Or loud and out of key. Sing me anything We're glad for what we've got. Done with what we've lost Our whole lives laid out right in front of us. |
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stinko | 01-03-05 9:33am aaaahhh
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holiday | Re:, 01-03-05 12:31pm Tis true mi little kanguro. mwahahaha |