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May 03, 2005 23:24

you have your arms around my waist
my body trembles at your touch
you got your lips right up to mine
your knife stabs right into my back

will you be my enemy
ill hold you as close as if a friend
we'll laugh we'll talk we'll play we'll cry
until one of us breathes no more

writing emo stuff is fun

depressing lyrics make me happy

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jamesbronzy May 4 2005, 20:06:25 UTC
Ha.

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