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By RebeccaBeth_88 Date: 2009 Apr 15 Comment on this Work [[2009.04.15.17.47.8174]] |
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I think I drink too much of you. I can't stop staring at your picture. I replay the story in my head--line by line. Though you're not here, the pain of missing you is never watered down. The sun comes up and life goes on. I can't stop staring at your picture. And though I know you don't belong to me, the pain of missing you is never watered down. |