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My ears burn and wiggle When you speak my name I listen Patiently From afar With passion and desire Just to feel a twitch Yet there is nothing Not even a cool breeze Across my earlobe To fool me Again
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Dec 3, 2010
Dec 3, 2010 at 7:44 PM UTC
A Twitch
My ears burn and wiggle When you speak my name I listen Patiently From afar With passion and desire Just to feel a twitch Yet there is nothing Not even a cool breeze Across my earlobe To fool me Again
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Dec 3, 2010
Dec 3, 2010 at 7:44 PM UTC
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