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I look Up
I look up
To find you looking down
You're eyes are on me
Just as I wish them to be
Maybe we can forget
The nasty things we've said
Or even remember the lovely things we did
But in this moment
All I can remember
Is how pretty your eyes look
When they're looking at me
I look up
To find you werent really there
Just an illusion
A play
A figment of my imagination
I pull the covers tighter
Just to feel some warmth
I imagine that you're holding me
And hope you never stop
As the midnight hour peeks
I'm already asleep
To only find when I look up
That this was all a dream
And you've always been beside me
Fast asleep
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Memories are fickle things. With them you feel as if you could die, and without them you are dead.
You remind me of pizza: You're hot, cheesy, and I love you
I'm sorry if I've upset you; I'm Christian, it was bound to happen.
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