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By Neon Screams Date: 2001 Aug 11 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.11.21.21.19166]] |
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I play with fire That scorches me, Breaks my heart, Melts my mind Into moon pies. I can't help myself. There is no stopping it, It has to play out, Play me for the fool I am. So I wait, For the kick In the seat of the pants, While chased Running, breathlessly, running Over life's red-hot coals. OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! |