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1.19.2012

and dreaming, pick up from - the last place we left off

Like a choke hold, the missing has me stuck in place. I thrash around, trying to hold onto something, anything to anchor me away from here. I just want to be somewhere else, anywhere else. It feels like sinking - I am in quick sand, and there is nothing to pull me out. I'm just going to stay here, until the end comes swooping over me. And it doesn't have to be this way, we don't have to be sinking. I just can't do anything from where I stand. Hopeless, helpless - I'm begging.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bfa9yxCpWoA&list=FLoxe3Yc5_jovNxeQ9nA1oDA&index=2&feature=plpp_video

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