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today i woke up alone, it was everything i thought it would be... the stuff nightmares are made of and i'd have forced myself back to sleep but there was no one to hold, so i had to give into conciousness... despite my best efforts. lying to myself has become a common practice just for keeping myself content with what we are if i believe i'll wake up, one day to find you here then maybe it'll take a lie, just to save my life. last night i fell asleep alone it was everything you said it would be the stuff stretching is made of, and i've given my heart up for keeps but now it is with my love so many miles away... despite my best efforts From Letras Mania