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Promenading on the Fine Line

Thursday, December 19, 2013 @ 9:47 AM

Wait for me,
You were right
Your absence, it burns too bright
And so it goes, since I'm alone now
I'd like to think that we could work this out

Reappear in my life
This distance never felt quite right
I started out so close to empty
I'm brimming over, I've no room left in me