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| The sun came up today, But I couldn't find you. There's just an empty bed... And one heart instead of two. My heart is aching For your touch. It wants to feel you Very much. All I ask for: Just one kiss; 'Cause it's you That I miss. -Emily Adams July 8, 2003 |
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| "Two months pass by, and it's getting cold. I know I'm not lost, I'm just alone." -Amy Lee |
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