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I hate waking up around 1or2
only to see that im not with you
As I lay staring into the abyss
you never know how you are truly missed.
my mind starts to wander off....
could this all be my fault?
I want to pick up the phone and call
But will i get an answer at all?
So I just lay here
Thinking about things that I fear
Then it hits me just out of the blue
That I would be nothing without you.

just bored....