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Oct 2015
now i've got you right where i want you
gasping for more of my breath to fill your lungs
couldn't release my hold on your neck if i had to
laughing at this entangled mess we've become
every hook in my skin is connected to your line
and i'm dancing around your pole
reel me in faster, more so than last time
each drop of my blood makes me cold
he warms me up when i have made myself cold
Brooklynn Nights
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Brooklynn Nights  Colorado
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