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Monday, January 18, 2010

Personally, I Prefer the Air.

When your eyes water

My heart aches

When your fist trembles

My heart breaks

Because I feel your pain

Our sobs coincide

You drive me insane

But I can’t get off the ride

I see you red in the face

You don’t say what’s wrong

And I can’t face

Your sad face very long

Your tears are rocks

Pelting me from above

But I love this pain

Because this pain is my love

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