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He doesn't know, Or doesn't care, About how much i desire, I want, I need his embrace, Like a window requires its lace. I'm the window, I am the glass, Nakedly exposed to sun, Honest, Truthful and lustful, Like a fool waiting for the fall.
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Aug 31, 2012
Aug 31, 2012 at 12:39 PM UTC
Lace
He doesn't know, Or doesn't care, About how much i desire, I want, I need his embrace, Like a window requires its lace. I'm the window, I am the glass, Nakedly exposed to sun, Honest, Truthful and lustful, Like a fool waiting for the fall.
written in 2011
simon-clark
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simon-clark
English
Aug 31, 2012
Aug 31, 2012 at 12:39 PM UTC
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