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Aug 2013
drawing pictures of our house on fire to pass some time
i want you to dance nowhere but next to me
you need to let me have you
you are mine

your whispers are so sweet
but they're all falling on deaf ears tonight
Joe Satkowski
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Joe Satkowski  United States
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