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Tuesday, January 21, 2003 Sometimes Sometimes I wonder Why I feel so unknown Sometimes I ponder Why I feel so alone Sometimes I doubt That I am thinking straight Sometimes I dream That you were made for me Sometimes... posted by lost child | 4:17 AM Sunday, January 19, 2003 Missing You Here Now Cosy at my home... Having all that I could possibly want And yet I feel empty A hollow in me The sound of your voice The touch of your hand The innocence of your smile And the sparkle in your eyes I need them more and more day by day posted by lost child | 5:26 AM |
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