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[20 May 2008|12:19pm] |
I could hold your beautiful hands. And kiss, your beautiful eyelids. Throw open your beautiful doors. And phone your beautiful friends. I could bind your beautiful wrists. And shut your beautiful eyes. With the drugs, with the drugs, with the drugs. And kick your beautiful doors in. O shame on your beautiful friends. I could fight your beautiful words. And mourn your beautiful loss.Throw me out of your beautiful lifestyle. And call your beautiful name.
Friends Only.
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