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I guess you could call me a princess.
Though he’d rather call me a slag.
by Erotic Dreams 25 lines, 3 comments, on Aug 20 2:42 AM 2007 -
Still searching for the rainbow,
I could follow to the gold. -
If my eyes were hands, / I held your heart between my fingers long ago, / I caressed your soul, and hoped that it might heal. / With careful stitches from between scarred fingers of the eyes that were my own, that saw
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Should my organs be a failin’
And my conscience giving out,
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But the prize we find, behind the lies,
Is far better that the metaphor suggests.by Erotic Dreams 22 lines, on Dec 25 12:15 AM 2006. In Lyrics, Rude, My life, Hate, Teenage thinking -
I’d rather spend a Merlot Sunset in your arms.
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The tears I shed,
The love I lost, I can never get it back now.
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