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I count the days until your mine
I tell myself that I’ll be fine
And as I try to pass the days
My life is in disarray
No emotion can describe the way I feel
Wounds that I don’t want time to heal
For no anger is felt toward you
But I just can’t help feeling blue
Staring blankly at the sky
I try my best not to cry
For with my pain I start to suffer
Hoping that it doesn’t get tougher
So here I sit waiting for that precious day to come
Away in a world where I can stay numb
The only thing that will make the pain go away
Is to have your love for forever and a day