One hundred words of a poem
That I've read too many times
And I know that we can do this
But I'm too afraid to try
You're all that I have right now
But it doesn't feel that way
I feel like I have no one
You're thousands of miles away
Oh these plane rides are killing me
Driving alone at night
All so that we can spend
One day out of sight
As I sitting here I'm thinking
About what life could have been like
I can feel myself shrinking
As the days turn into nights
Oh well these plane rides are killing me
Driving alone at night
All so that we can spend
One day out of sight
Oh yeah these plane rides are killing me
Driving alone at night
All so that we can spend
One day out of sight

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