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- From: marco@sdf.lonestar.org (Steve Giammarco)
- Subject: Practicing Walking Away
- Message-ID: <BzpDGn.6KG@sdf.lonestar.org>
- Summary: Sad song but the way I feel summed-up nicely
- Organization: sdf full-shell Public Access Unix - Dallas, TX - 214/436-3281
- Date: Wed, 23 Dec 1992 08:12:22 GMT
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- This morning I woke up an hour before dawn
- You're sleeping beside me, your face to the wall.
- I can't stand to leave you but I know I can't stay.
- That's why I'm practicing walking away.
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- This love has no reason, no way it can last.
- I put on my jacket, find my keys and my hat.
- I knew that to love you, my heart had to break.
- That's why I'm practicing walking away.
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- Each time we fall we're filled with love.
- This time I know: I know _too_ much.
- But knowledge is useless, my heart won't obey
- That's why I'm practicing walking away.
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- I reach out to touch you before you awake.
- Your hair on the pillow. Mmmmm, the smell of your face.
- I'm so very foolish. I'm so, so afraid.
- That's why I'm practicing walking away.
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- From _Kristina Olsen_ by Kristina Olsen on a Philo CD
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- ObSteveG: I just needed to post this. Good thing they can't scan teardrops.
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