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May 2012
Every time I am near you
I want to drink you dry
******* out your marrow
Tear apart your flesh from bone
Still this may bring me no closer to solving
The Mystery...
Of why you smell so good
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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   Brandon
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