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I ****** on the tips of your fingers, you pinned me hard, upon my chest you bit me, "Keep it like a memory." I will, I will, I hold you up, my divinity, my epitome, my tv screen, my future enemy. I undressed you in blitzkrieg, you made it even with one blink, upon my back you scratched deep, "Keep it a secret." I will, I will, curtains always, my prescription, my cancer, my **** my favorite season.
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Oct 30, 2010
Oct 30, 2010 at 2:36 PM UTC
Keep it Like a Memory
I ****** on the tips of your fingers, you pinned me hard, upon my chest you bit me, "Keep it like a memory." I will, I will, I hold you up, my divinity, my epitome, my tv screen, my future enemy. I undressed you in blitzkrieg, you made it even with one blink, upon my back you scratched deep, "Keep it a secret." I will, I will, curtains always, my prescription, my cancer, my **** my favorite season.
Copyright 2010 by J.J. Hutton
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Oct 30, 2010
Oct 30, 2010 at 2:36 PM UTC
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