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I wake up
to notice that I'm walking down the stairs, and there you are
I'm smiling and I don't know why
But the truth is
I'm tired.
I crawl back
to see the little girl that I've finally regressed to
I'm breathing and I don't know why
But the truth is
I'm dying.
My eyes burn
and I notice that nothing seems real anymore
I'm living and I don't know why
But the truth is
I miss you.
- Lani - 7-Dec-02