February
Wednesday 13 August 2008 photo 3/7
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The broken clock is a comfort cause it helps me sleep tonight.
And maybe you can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time.
And I am here,still waiting though I still have my doubts.
I am damaged at best like you have already figured out.
I am falling apart and I am barely breathing.
With a broken heart that is still trying to beat.
In the pain,there is healing.
In your name,I no longer find a meaning.
I'm barely holding on to you.
And maybe you can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time.
And I am here,still waiting though I still have my doubts.
I am damaged at best like you have already figured out.
I am falling apart and I am barely breathing.
With a broken heart that is still trying to beat.
In the pain,there is healing.
In your name,I no longer find a meaning.
I'm barely holding on to you.
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