Sunday 6 January 2008 photo 1/1
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“Dead as dead can be,” my doctor tells me But I just can’t believe him, never the optimistic one I’m sure of your ability to become my perfect enemy Wake up and face me, don’t play dead cause maybe Someday I will walk away and say, “You disappoint me,” Maybe you’re better off this way Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic I catch a brief reflection of what you could and might have been It's your right and your ability To become…my perfect enemy… Love Me...Please Just Love Me A Little
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