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| Nights Like These I was going to put the meanings of the poems here. I decided not to do that, obviously. Even though some of these poems have pretty obvious meanings, I wanted to leave each one open to interpretation by the reader. I want you to feel when you read these and I think that's hard to do when you can't relate. Enjoy! *~~*NA*~~* |
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| Oh, it's nights like these When I need you Oh, how I need you I beg, Please No more Close my eyes And there is nothing I can't see your face In my mind any longer Can't find my old hiding place Where you would come to me I know you're there But where I know you're real But I just cannot feel And I need you Oh, how I need you And it's nights like these When the tears come And the visions, They won't leave All I see Is who I cannot be I dream of nights When I'll be holding you tight And in between It's not the same 'Cause I'm not calling out your name I know I'll make it But I'm starting to slip Come on, come on, come on Just one chance Gotta find my grip |
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