Why do I get weak kneed when I see you smile? When I know it only for a little while. The hardest part of seeing you is knowing I'm not the one for you. We're as different as day and night. You're theday and I'm the night. But know our path may never cross. You're with your friends and I'm with mine.Your never alone. So I go home alone. So sit on my bed and cry wishing I could die.In the mourning I wake up trying not to give a fuck. The day begins & it starts all over again.This is the thoughts that go though my head as I lie dieing bleeding in my bed.
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