
When it comes down to it, close is as good as it gets...R&R please.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst - Words: 64 - Published: 11-04-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2434611
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-1"running out of gas, running out of road
Searching for something
That someone
I know I'll never find again
((we're beyond repair now, baby))
But still,
Through my tears, the crack in my winshield
And the rain,
I know he's hoping I will.
'I'll wait for you until the end of time, by beloved.'"
10/29/2007 3:22am
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