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Author: Some Stranger
Fiction Rated: T - English - General/Angst - Reviews: 2 - Published: 08-22-08 - Updated: 08-22-08 - Complete - id:2562669

She didn't come home last night
(And we whisper through
Window taps
And condensation
I wrote your name over and under
againandagain)
No need to ask where she is
No need to ask where she's been

/We pretend/
She says
And I say
/I wanna try/

But this game is for BIG kids
and I've always felt so small around you

Scratch of your skin
and a scratch at your door
And we (you)'ve fallen again
/I can't help it/
You say you've always been so clumsy

And I laugh at the times when I used to think that was cute

/We're okay/
I say we're okay
(I lie worse than you ever could.)



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