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You lie between the fibre
sewn deep within my core,
always in your presence..
of that - I am sure.

You watched me walk my distance,
you heard me talk my speak,
you held my hand at every turn,
through every single week.

You were there the day it happened,
you were there the day I died,
you havent spoke a single word,
you haven't even cried.

You need me now- more than ever before,
you need me now, of that i am sure.

I promise you this,
we are one of two,
through moments in time,
i'll be waiting for you.




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On Saturday March 15th, 2008, silent circus (400) writes:
this makes me feel as if im suspended by throat....just hanging there,,,waiting to dissapoint somebody, like im late for a date,,,, good write,,



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