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B.E.B.

B.E.B.

Germany

December 12, 2008

I’m proud of being

Almost clean

For almost two days

I’m drinking the third

Cup of coffee

In twenty-eight minutes

And waiting

For you

to call

And I don’t miss you

…At all

I really don’t miss you

Don’t you think that I miss you

…At all

But I think it would be

Almost complete

If you were here with me

Or I were there with you

Wherever it is

And I know you seized

To believe

Me…

Or in me

Or in anything else

And I know it is

The right thing to do…

At least for you

And I cannot rewind

Anything

 

So I’m waiting for you

To call

 

Cos it was almost love

You know

For you…to call

And I’m almost sure

You won’t

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03:10 AM Dec 13 2008

B.E.B.

B.E.B.
Germany

yes

01:19 AM Dec 13 2008

Wulflein

Wulflein
Ukraine

is it urs?