� the left side is mine. � 2005-09-03 � 10:53 p.m. �
Somedays go by and I don't think about you.... I don't smell you... I don't hear your voice...
Other days go by and you haunt me from the time I wake to the time I rest...
Today... you were my every second thought.... I hate when I have to share my brain.
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