December 2010
Camille
When your here I dont know what to say
I love you and I dont say that
You love me and no one means that
We had good times growing up
When you were my age I think you felt exactly how I am
Alone.
I think you see right through me
It’s hinted by the way you stare at me when the main event is on the other side of the world.
I wish I could talk to you
maybe it would make it easier
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