Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Oxygen

When you're not around/ it's like holding my breath/ can't you just see/ I love you to death?/ Twice in a row/ we've done this before/ So what makes me think/ you won't hurt me once more?/ It's the feeling I get/ when you're not around/ my whole body cries out/ but I don't dare make a sound./ Don't want to feel/ this way no more/ so hold me close/ my soul restore.

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