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Cynthia Oct 2011
you're like a house with busted windows and locks
wind sweeps through your body and gives me goosebumps
the whistle around cracks in your walls helps us dance
let me haunt you like only a lovers ghost can
you are beautiful, you are beautiful, you are beautiful
you just need time and my capable hands
my company to fill you with adulation

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