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By it dosent matter Date: 2007 Feb 12 Comment on this Work [[2007.02.12.02.18.8090]] |
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To burn or not to Lol that tis the ultimate Of questions asked How I want you Want to simply touch you Like long days past But that is simply Far too much the price to ask Yet I’m dreaming While sunset melodies Play along on an open wind And night is nigh whilst I lie and dream Of a simple touch To lips soft pout Killing me sweetly for I know I will never Yet still I will dream |