2.03.2008

i miss you.


Don't waste your time on me, you're already a voice inside my head.
But, I miss you.
Where are you? And, I'm so sorry. I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight. 
...indecision to call you, and hear your voice of treason. Will you come home and stop this pain tonight?
Don't waste your time on me, you're already a voice inside my head.
I miss you.

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