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*the bed is made, the house is clean, I don't sleep, because your mean, the door is shut, the key is in your hand, I am stuck inside, inside your fantasy land, our eyes are closed, our thoughts are deep, I open them, and hear you weep, your mind is lost, my love is boundless and we lay down together, and are practically soundless.*
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Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 2:31 AM UTC
Come Inside
*the bed is made, the house is clean, I don't sleep, because your mean, the door is shut, the key is in your hand, I am stuck inside, inside your fantasy land, our eyes are closed, our thoughts are deep, I open them, and hear you weep, your mind is lost, my love is boundless and we lay down together, and are practically soundless.*
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Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 2:31 AM UTC
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