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There is a line on the floor, That you let wash away. Tide rolls in, Pulling me to stay. We are under the covers, Under the spotlight, Guilty or ***** We can't decide. Advancing so suddendly, How far will you go? Will I have the guts, To stop you and say no? I want to reach in, But the sign says "keep out". I might be playing in the rain, But I dieing from drought. She kissed me quietly, When backs were turned. Love her lips, Love the pain's burn. We are so close yet, I can't do much. Your heart is not mine to have. So why am I your crutch? Scratches on my neck, That's not enough. I'll shove my hand down your pants, If you call my bluff.
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Nov 7, 2012
Nov 7, 2012 at 4:30 PM UTC
I Will Ruin Your Life My Friend
There is a line on the floor, That you let wash away. Tide rolls in, Pulling me to stay. We are under the covers, Under the spotlight, Guilty or ***** We can't decide. Advancing so suddendly, How far will you go? Will I have the guts, To stop you and say no? I want to reach in, But the sign says "keep out". I might be playing in the rain, But I dieing from drought. She kissed me quietly, When backs were turned. Love her lips, Love the pain's burn. We are so close yet, I can't do much. Your heart is not mine to have. So why am I your crutch? Scratches on my neck, That's not enough. I'll shove my hand down your pants, If you call my bluff.
Let's grow more.
Wuji
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Nov 7, 2012
Nov 7, 2012 at 4:30 PM UTC
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