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Tuesday, March 9, 2010 @ 8:00 PM
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I can never really tell you why
I've been missing you a lot And I just have to take another look of your photo in my folder And there's no reason why I keep your stuff by my side when I sleep Pretending you were never really gone Its like a missing star that always ends up in your sky Its like the rainbow never comes after the rain Its like the sun never rises in every of your morning How am I supposed to live without those things they are all you they are all you. |