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I drew a line for you a long time ago,
yet I`m the one moving it closer to you every time.
The bubble we had created,
seems to burst and explode into a million
pieces, over and over again.
I drew a line for you and now its my line
Yet I still want you to walk it with me.
The comfort that is created when we fall into eachothers
arms, now puts me in a somber mood.
It is just the reflection of a long past time.
The line that I drew seems faded now. Are we in our bubble
again, or has it burst into a million pieces?
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kissnick19@yahoo.com
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