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[[Dug up from Friday, January 23, 2009 ]]

-- My rhyming is off again, terribly sorry.
i just can't change it.

the pace quickens as an inner battle starts to surface,
you pull your lips up, breathing faster when your hands start to shake
I'd never trade this, never end this, if it all went my way,
these memories are keeping me occupied, wide awake.