every single ___/word i read/see/hear.
hurts.
so much that i think i'll just cry myself to sleep tonight.
i dont know how i'll take it to the 100th step.
at the rate i'm going,
and everyth else.
i know what you're seeking
and its not me you're missing
tonight i've fallen and i cant get up
i need your loving hands to come and pick me up
and every night i miss you
i can just look up
and know the stars are holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you
tonight.
-except that you wont be here tonight.
or at least, not for me, bah.
slipaway *less than*/3
and i should lock myself up.
ciao.
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