hands down

Philippines
January 4, 2007 7:13am CST
breath in for luck, breath in so dee, this air is blessd, you share with me. this night is wild, so calm and dull, these hearts the race from sel control. your legs are smooth as they grace mine, we're doing fine, were doing nothing at all. my hope are so high that your kiss might kill me. so won't you kill me, so i die happy. my hearts is yours to fill burts, to break or bury, or wear as jewelry, which ever you prefer. the words are hused, lets not get busted; just lay entwined here, undiscovered. safe in here, from all the stupoed question. "hey did you get some?". man, that is so dumb. stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear... my hopes are so high that yoor kiss might kill me. so won't you kill me, so i die happy. my heart is yours to fill or burst, to break or bury, or wear as jewelry, which ever you prefer. hands down this is the best thing i can ever remember, i'll always remember the sound of the stereo, the dim of the soft lights, the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers and the time of the clock when we realized it's so late and this walk that we shared together. the streets were wet and the time was lock so i jumped it, and i let you in. and you stood at your door with your hands on my waist and you kissed me like you meant it, and i knew that you meant it, that you meant it, that you meant it, and i knew, that you meant it, that you meant it.
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