Gaze into her killing jar I'd sometimes stare for hours sometimes stare for hours. She even poked the holes so I can breathe. She bought the last line. I'm just the worst kind. Of guy to argue. With what you might find. And for the last night I lie. Could I lie with you?

Gaze into her killing jar I'd sometimes stare for hours sometimes stare for hours. She even poked the holes so I can breathe. She bought the last line. I'm just the worst kind. Of guy to argue. With what you might find. And for the last night I lie.  Could I lie with you?



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# Posté le vendredi 11 juillet 2008 07:20
Modifié le mardi 22 juillet 2008 15:05