I 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 of 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 that you've been through
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Even though its not my place to save you
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I appreciate but can't accept this thank-you note
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Thats sealed with your last breath
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I won't stand aside 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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If you'll just hold on, just hold on
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You will wake up tommorrow
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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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Or maybe its too late to save a young girls heart that's long stopped beating
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Wake up, wake up you've gotta believe
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Wake up, wake up you cant give up
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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 can't accept this thank-you note
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Thats sealed with your last breath
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I won't stand aside 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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If you'll just hold on, just hold on
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You will wake up tommorrow
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My Reply
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The Ataris |