Saturday 1 November 2008 photo 1/1
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I guess you didn't notice,
I guess you didn't care.
What I was wearing,
or the way I styled my hair.
I know you saw me looking,
I guess you didn't mind.
Just wait for you to realise,
I'm the best you'll ever find.
I know you aren't mean,
and I know that you are sweet.
I should have read the warningsign,
before you sweapt me of my feet.
I know I'm not pretty,
and I know I'm not fun.
Still I fell for you,
this glowing, shining sun.
I know you like me,
I am your dearest friend.
But this torture have to stop,
this torture have to end.
The way you hurt me,
it's like twiching a knife.
I really don't know,
if I want you in my life.
But somehow I need you,
to warm my dieing soul.
Like a friendly fire,
keeps me warm in the cold.
Precious little moments,
like watching the stars.
I save in my soul,
to heal the aching scars.
I guess you didn't care.
What I was wearing,
or the way I styled my hair.
I know you saw me looking,
I guess you didn't mind.
Just wait for you to realise,
I'm the best you'll ever find.
I know you aren't mean,
and I know that you are sweet.
I should have read the warningsign,
before you sweapt me of my feet.
I know I'm not pretty,
and I know I'm not fun.
Still I fell for you,
this glowing, shining sun.
I know you like me,
I am your dearest friend.
But this torture have to stop,
this torture have to end.
The way you hurt me,
it's like twiching a knife.
I really don't know,
if I want you in my life.
But somehow I need you,
to warm my dieing soul.
Like a friendly fire,
keeps me warm in the cold.
Precious little moments,
like watching the stars.
I save in my soul,
to heal the aching scars.
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