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Jul 2011
I'm listening to him again
I guess thats why I miss you.

I want to turn this river
into an ocean.

I want to throw my heart
back on your floor.

It's too damd hot
and I need something to lose.

But life is good enough,
like lipstick on your skin

Because I cant imagine
tasting anyone but you.
Georgina Ann
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Georgina Ann
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