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I'm a Gryffindor! What the hell is wrong (and sometimes right)   12/20/2003   How you've come to be here Watching at my bed Lingering in out of the angels in my head And tho' I spend my days dreaming Listless and confused Still you stand beside me Waiting out of view Caught in ties to living Helplessly I move No breath is taken without payment Silence inbetween The dead come and talk with me Shadows whisper plans Seven days to long to wait For the drugs to take effect Holding on.... My hands ach with the warmth Still I'm not sure I remember Just what is taking place Truth be told It feels like I'm already gone Just waiting for you Saturday, December 20, 2003