your warm face
on my hands
reminds me of then
the time you got scared
when your parents had their first fight
your asking me to stay here
i dont see why
your asking me to stay here
i dont see why
when you werent there
cos you thought i had forgotten
i know a place i can go
but sometimes i get scared
+sept 2009 - jan 2010+
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