Fading, fading...gone

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By I'm The Girl That Holds Everything Inside •

Sometimes if I close my eyes real tight, I can see, a perfect picture of you and me. Or at least of how things use to be. Now the pictures faded, it has a little tear. And if I look real close I can see that you're not there.

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April 30, 2006 20:57Zanna

Aww that's sweet. And I know what you mean. That's really good x

May 11, 2006 20:20Faith

So sad...