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MysticalPoet

Published: Aug 5, 2008

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I still hear your heart in my ears.
I still feel your skin against mine.
I still see the love in your eyes.
I still taste your sweet kiss...

Chorus:
How could you be gone?
How can this be real
when you feel so close to me?
How can I live without you?
Why aren’t you here?

I still sleep on the same side
like I did when you were here.
I still hear you breathing,
a soft whisper in my ear.

Chorus

For so long you were here with me,
holding me so close.
Now you’re just in my dreams...
leaving me wanting to be
in your arms...

Break

I still hear your heart in my ears.
I still feel your skin against mine.
I still see the love in your eyes.
I still taste your sweet kiss...

How could you be gone?
How can this be real
when you feel so close?
Why aren’t you here?

How could you be gone....?

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ShhDontTell

Aug 5, 2008

I really liked it, it was really cute. You must really be in love.

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