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Like an amoeba out of her element I was But I had never felt so content And I fell in love, yeah it is true But what else could I do? And I fell in love, fell for you But what was I going to do? The dark alleys where love grows A lonely Barceló (street) The dark places, damp where sensuality springs I sprung for you, Then lost my mind… It burnt me, it burnt me, it burnt me. First it was heavenly fire then it turned to non-breathing hell What is it? It might have destructed me But it shocked me, shook me good Like a just discovered teenage lesbian And I fell in love, yeah it is true But what else could I do? And I fell in love, fell for you But what was I going to do? You were a wolf to me Played with me then made me your prey But I dance with wolves…
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 1:30 PM UTC
Dancing with wolves (a memory)
Like an amoeba out of her element I was But I had never felt so content And I fell in love, yeah it is true But what else could I do? And I fell in love, fell for you But what was I going to do? The dark alleys where love grows A lonely Barceló (street) The dark places, damp where sensuality springs I sprung for you, Then lost my mind… It burnt me, it burnt me, it burnt me. First it was heavenly fire then it turned to non-breathing hell What is it? It might have destructed me But it shocked me, shook me good Like a just discovered teenage lesbian And I fell in love, yeah it is true But what else could I do? And I fell in love, fell for you But what was I going to do? You were a wolf to me Played with me then made me your prey But I dance with wolves…
courtney-olanzapine
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 1:30 PM UTC
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