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Thursday, October 15, 2009

No Getting Over You


You picked me up off the ground
You woke me up when I was sound
Asleep
You made me feel like a princess
You were my fairytale

But I was stupid,
I was rash.
I pushed you away
Thinking I would have a better day
But I was wrong

And because you
Picked me up off the ground
You woke me up when I was sound
Asleep
You made me feel like a princess
You were my fairytale
And now
There's just no getting over you
When I
Cry myself to sleep,
I wake up from a dream about you
Crying

You were my prince
It was a fairytale
You picked me up off the ground and
Woke me up when I was sound
Asleep
And now
There's just no getting over you.

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