got your letter and the poetry you sent me
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postmarked in december of last year
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i really hope you're doing better
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all your friends close by your side
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one step closer to recovery
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i wish there was something i could say
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to erase each and every page
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you've been through
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even though its not my place to save you
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i appreciate but cant accept this thank you note
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thats sealed with your last breath
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and i won't stand aside
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and listen to you give up
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if you'll just hold on for one more second
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just hold on to what you have
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just hold on/ just hold on
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if you'll just hold on for one more second
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just hold on to what you have
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just hold on/ just hold on
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these arms remain stretched out to you
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maybe someday you'll accept them
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maybe its too late to save a young girls heart that slowly stopped beating
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(maybe)
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wake up wake up you've gotta believe
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wake up wake up
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you cant give up time keeps going on without us
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long after we're dead and gone
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i wish there was something i could say
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to erase each and every page
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you've been through
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even though its not my place to save you
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i appreciate but cant accept this thank you note
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thats sealed with your last breath
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and i won't stand aside
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and listen to you give up
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if you'll just hold on for one more second
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just hold on to what you have
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just hold on/ just hold on
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if you'll just hold on for one more second
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just hold on to what you have
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just hold on/ just hold on
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my reply (in album So Long, Astoria)
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| Ataris |
