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Mar 2015
You say jump
I say how high
You say laugh
I say how loud
You say bleed
I say how much
You say cry
I say how long
You say die
I say how many times

You've got my heart in a viselike grip, and I can't escape.
Worst of all, I don't want to. I should, but I'm hopelessly lost in your eyes. I can't escape.
Destani McKee
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Destani McKee  Las Vegas
(Las Vegas)   
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