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I want to be beached With you Days on end Nothing to do Not caring about melanoma or wrinkles Lost is the idea that this is all there is Frozen without further body deterioration Dressed for dinner Undressed by desert It’s all over to soon Your dead forever What is there besides *** and shopping?
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Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 11:14 AM UTC
Beached
I want to be beached With you Days on end Nothing to do Not caring about melanoma or wrinkles Lost is the idea that this is all there is Frozen without further body deterioration Dressed for dinner Undressed by desert It’s all over to soon Your dead forever What is there besides *** and shopping?
joel-lawrence
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Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 11:14 AM UTC
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