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You are my wolf I'm scared, it's dark Hot night, humid air Thick with distrust Pitch black suffocating Not even a star to guide me Icy air down my neck Your eyes glow bring My heart beats faster The forest rustles Whispering warnings "This feels like doom" Trust forever waivering Stomach butterflies Really just moths... I can't have you My turn to run away
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Oct 5, 2010
Oct 5, 2010 at 5:42 PM UTC
Little Red
You are my wolf I'm scared, it's dark Hot night, humid air Thick with distrust Pitch black suffocating Not even a star to guide me Icy air down my neck Your eyes glow bring My heart beats faster The forest rustles Whispering warnings "This feels like doom" Trust forever waivering Stomach butterflies Really just moths... I can't have you My turn to run away
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Oct 5, 2010
Oct 5, 2010 at 5:42 PM UTC
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