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I try to embrace you and you walk away, I try to kiss your lips and you turn away, I can
hear your heart beat from it's little locked box, and I can hear your voice telling me to stop,
but where are we in a life without love? Alone and confused face down in a fog of our own
design. Let my sunshine break us from our prison. Our life's incarceration, where true
happiness is just on the other side of the wall.
Copyright © Andrew Besag | Year Posted 2009
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