here i sit, day by day, waiting, waiting,
knowing that there is someone there
hoping, hoping to find her, meet her
waiting, hoping, you will come along
what is it about you, i cannot sleep
you keep me awake thinking of you
dreaming of the day i'll have you to keep
and seeing the dark as something new
here i lie, night after night, listening
i hear my heart beat, feel you there
lying in your own home, comfortably
sleeping next to me in paradise
what is it about you, i cannot sleep
you keep me awake thinking of you
dreaming of the day i'll have you to keep
and seeing the dark as something new
here i stand, beat after beat, walking the path
trekking through all the trials of life
hoping, knowing that someday i'll get there
i'll get to where you are and stand by you
what is it about you, i cannot sleep
you keep me awake thinking of you
dreaming of the day i'll have you to keep
and seeing the dark as something new
here we are, finally at the day of truth
and all i can do is stare into those eyes
i move forward and see, as clear as can be
that all we live for is sealed in this one kiss














Devious Comments
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♀♀ & proud.
[♥] One last caress from the corpse of love... Is all I want... underneath the Cyanide Sun. [♥] -x- HIM
☆=VivaLaLintu; my Sinner in the Shadows
.xI PICK FIGHTS WITH RETARDSx.--
in love over distance
you have passed the point of know return.
forget everything...including this.
may mercy have god on your soul.
just remember, you are dust, god is a vacuum cleaner, and dust kills vacuum cleaners. god is dead.
<3
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I Hath Heardth You Liketh Kips Of The Mud
and all for you.
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in love over distance
you have passed the point of know return.
forget everything...including this.
may mercy have god on your soul.
just remember, you are dust, god is a vacuum cleaner, and dust kills vacuum cleaners. god is dead.
--
I Hath Heardth You Liketh Kips Of The Mud
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in love over distance
you have passed the point of know return.
forget everything...including this.
may mercy have god on your soul.
just remember, you are dust, god is a vacuum cleaner, and dust kills vacuum cleaners. god is dead.
--
I Hath Heardth You Liketh Kips Of The Mud
--
in love over distance
you have passed the point of know return.
forget everything...including this.
may mercy have god on your soul.
just remember, you are dust, god is a vacuum cleaner, and dust kills vacuum cleaners. god is dead.
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I Hath Heardth You Liketh Kips Of The Mud
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