THE DYING YEAR lyrics : "Lucky 22"
barely time to breathe. A constant reminder with every picture taken down of how
much I miss you now. No, no, dont try and change my mind. All I see when I close
my eyes (through the winter window) is the life with you that I left behind. I
seem to be holding up, well thats an exaggeration. Im doing my best to carry on,
lets leave it at that. I hope your doing just fine and I hope your finding the
time and a place where you belong. Im sure the weight has lifted and its easier
to cope with a soothing state of mind, but dont think for a second that its not
killing me to be without you now
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