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| You Are |
8/25/2011
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You're the happy ending that never ends.
You're the piece of mind on my shoulder.
You're the laughter I hear as we still get older.
You're the crack in the mirror as it bends.
I'm the chip off your shoulder.
I'm the ache in your pains.
I'm the heat that turns colder.
I'm only taking up the reins.
We're two peas in a pod.
We're just two people to God.
We're who we are.
We're going someplace, somewhere, in my car.
We're maybe, just maybe, all made of stars.
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