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Saturday, January 28, 2006
I'm hungry.
So go past the lights and all the excuses.
You could have left, sincerely yours.
Don't you think it's obvious that I want to say more?
But anything too daring to say to you,
Will be said in this letter, then burned away,
So you never realize, I'm here.
I would give away
The sweetest memories,
If I could just be with you again.
Be with you again.
The virgin suicides.14:46
