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I wouldn't mind kissing your chapped lips or touching elbows late at night. We could spin the world away and sing about the lipless. I'd vaccum my room to get rid of the smell and then we could lay there until our thoughts settle, or I could make you tea, promising not to spit in the cup. I don't know if you like sugar or not, but I do, so I'll put it in anyway. I know you don't like apples, oranges, babies, hairy legs, stair cases, dark tunnels, neon colors, highlighted hair, leftovers, or gapped teeth. I know you like milk, dark hair, movies (almost any), games, poetry, dancing, singing, my hands (touching yours), and eye contact. I only have 6 dollars, 3 pills,  4 cigarettes, 5 fingers (on each hand), 2 eyes, and 1 interest.
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Sep 5, 2010
Sep 5, 2010 at 12:00 PM UTC
Television Can't Contain This Kind of Emotion
I wouldn't mind kissing your chapped lips or touching elbows late at night. We could spin the world away and sing about the lipless. I'd vaccum my room to get rid of the smell and then we could lay there until our thoughts settle, or I could make you tea, promising not to spit in the cup. I don't know if you like sugar or not, but I do, so I'll put it in anyway. I know you don't like apples, oranges, babies, hairy legs, stair cases, dark tunnels, neon colors, highlighted hair, leftovers, or gapped teeth. I know you like milk, dark hair, movies (almost any), games, poetry, dancing, singing, my hands (touching yours), and eye contact. I only have 6 dollars, 3 pills,  4 cigarettes, 5 fingers (on each hand), 2 eyes, and 1 interest.
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Sep 5, 2010
Sep 5, 2010 at 12:00 PM UTC
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