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Tuesday, March 29, 2011

They're Gonna Need Two Bodybags

I carry your heart with me,
As you carry mine with you
Where I go, you go
And vice versa
And what I do
Is done with you in mind
There is no need
No want greater
Than the want and need for you
Here,
With me.

I carry your heart with me,
As you carry mine with you.
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