Saturday, January 4, 2014

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You touch my rib;
Turn; Whiskey walk away
singing another girl to sleep
before my bus even pulls up. Wha-
Fuck you a little bit.

Last night in my dream
we were standing on that triangle meridian
and I grabbed your shoulders
and I kissed your gorgeous mouth I want to I want to
Fuck you a little bit.

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