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Flame.

I could run away with fear but you, oh you, I hold so dear so call me stupid one more time and I'll act as if everything is fine. I should have given up by now but I won't let it go, no how now, knock on my heart once again and I'll be sure, so sure, to let you in! I hate you. I love you. I hate you. I hate you. I love you. You hate me. You love me. You hate me. You hate me. You love me. You hate me, babe. I could walk away from you and be okay, I won't be blue because you put me through such shit & you'll be lucky if you don't get hit time goes by, but time won't fly the spark that set the flame won't die The fire tantalizes me & then I get hit with the third degree I hate you. I love you. I hate you. I hate you. I love you. You hate me. You love me. You hate me. You hate me. You love me. I love you, babe.
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colleen-drennan
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Oct 25, 2010
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