| A work in progress.... |
| A work in progress.... |
| Aiming for the stars. |
| In the midst of this nothing. This miss of a life. Still there's this wanting to see you go by. It's almost like lovin'. Sad as that is. May not be cool, but it's so where I live. It's like I'm your lover or more like your ghost. I spend the day wondering what you do, where you go. I try and just kick it but what can I do. We've all got our junk, and my junk is you. See us, winter walking after a storm. It's chill in the wind but it's warm in your arms. The stop all snow line, may not be true. We've all got our junk, and my junk is you. Well, you'll have to excuse me, I know it's so off. I love when you do stuff that's rude and so wrong. I go up to my room, turn the stereo on. Shoot up some you, and the you is some song. I lie back just driftin' and play out these scenes I ride on the rush of all the hopes and the dreams. I May be neglecting the things I should do. But we've all got our junk, and my junk is you. See we still keep talkin' after you're gone. You still with me then feels so good in my arms. They say you go blind, maybe it's true. We've all got our junk, and my junk is you. It's like we stop time. What can I do? We've all got our junk, and my junk is you. My junk is you. My junk is you. You. You. You. |

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Mark Zvijac
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"Truth Needs No Color" - Dead Karl
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^^
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ON A PIECE OF PAPERBUT I
ACCIDENTALLY THREW IT
AWAY.I WROTE YOUR NAME
ON MY HAND, BUT IT WASHED
AWAY.I WROTE YOUR NAME IN
THE SAND, BUT THE WAVES
WHISPERED IT AWAY.I WROTE
YOUR NAME IN MY HEART,
FOREVER IT WILL STAY.SEND
THIS TO EVERYONE YOU LOVE
(as a friend or more) INCLUDING
ME IF I AM A FRIEND.IF YOU
SEND THIS TO 10 PEOPLE IN
THE NEXT 45 MINUTES,THEN
TOMORROW WILL BE THE
BEST DAY EVER!!!
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