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by SuDDeNly TRaGic   Mar 2, 2006


Whenever I go downstairs,
I think of you.
I know you wont be there
Until I escape...
I'm Torn Until I see your face,
Glowing from the crowd
But then I must return
to the world,
awaken from my dreams
I know you won't be there for me Thats only as it seems
Then I return to you
In my sleep...In my dreams

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