dreambuilder

electric daisy, throw yourself my way. i can still smell your skin when it rains.

i knew it'd be bad go badly when i saw your eyes but i had to had to had to look like a horrow movie nine years old parents cover your eyes in a sex scene---so give it here, leave me let me forget the type of wind we blow through.

i only miss the sex.

so i go long pass out lean around another corner ask myself the truth about the last known whereabouts of hope and build myself a dream world dream sequence i can tell you what you want to know leave you by the road but you'll always be there always have to know i could have loved you if you weren't such a demoness.

2003-03-27 | 8:15 p.m.
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