By jeanne
Date: 20 June 2000
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You in your cell
I in mine
both so out of touch
the walls that seem to surround you
an illusion of some past fate
the walls that seem to surround us
a punishment i've grown to hate
but if you think of me
and meet me in your mind
they cannot take that from us
they can't have that time
when the nights seem too long
and forever is in your day
hold me in your heart and know
i am a heartbeat away
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