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eyeballs
Contributed by
steamsaint
on
Wednesday, 22nd January 2003 @ 11:00:00 AM in AEST
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I miss everything from your phone calls
to your glisining eyeballs
i wish they were mine
id cut them out and say they tasted fine
just like wine
then id watch you sleep
and know every secret you keep
you make me feel like crap
and for you ill lay a trap
no one will find you not even a scrap
ill put you in the trunk of my car
then ill hide you upon that dark star
all you ever did was lie
no more will i cry
ive got your shinny eye
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2003-01-22 11:00:00]
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Re: eyeballs
(User Rating: 1 )
by AzurePaladin on
Wednesday, 22nd January 2003 @ 11:08:32 AM AEST
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| haha good thing it's a work of fiction. eep eep. an excellent poem, though.... |
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Re: eyeballs
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by Snugglebear on
Wednesday, 22nd January 2003 @ 10:59:58 PM AEST
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| i think u have her tears now.... |
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