darryl rushed into the room, and of course stopped me while i was sitting at your window dumbfounded. you're dead, i was at your funeral i know you're dead.
i was at your closed cascet funeral
but what if you're not dead. no, i know you are. i was so close to giving up for you and now i'm confused, now i dontknow whats right or wrong.
darryl kept hugging me, he looked so tired with dark eyebags and tears running down his face
im the reason he's like this, aren't i
clay im beggining to doubt that you're dead.
maybe i'm crazy
i'm also about to do something crazy
i'll go look for you
i want to find you, you couldn't of went that far, your car is parked in my driveway, clay i'm coming to find you
i'll get to see you again
- sincerely, george, yours only
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