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The Credits

It's like trying to pick a lock with a wet hair something so close yet so far away you had it and now it's lost forever no wonder why nothing is ever real. I want a love that's memorized the credits he knows the silence before a kiss he has the scenes verbatim in his mind. and when I leave he only wants more. How can you find the words before they're written like trying to memorize a song you've never heard never caught your eye until too late now you settle being alone for a moment passed. I want a love that's memorized the credits he knows the silence before a kiss he has the scenes verbatim in his mind and when I leave he only wants more.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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