Simply just scaredAs always, I'm afraid
You haven't spoke to me
for the last seven days
I speak with the strange voices
But they can't tell me
where you've gone
Actually, I don't think anyone can
I'll always miss you, beloved.
There's a hole in my mind, and every night it makes me cry.
Words by barbeina
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Written on 2006-04-27 at 23:05
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