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Flirt
Contributed by
keilantra
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Thursday, 10th August 2006 @ 07:10:05 PM in AEST
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Shes A shot of something gorgeous Leaving sores on my tongue Using my weakness To make her feel better.
Im Nonsensical and inebriated Twisting fingers in her hair As she plays with my eyes, Twisting fingers in my mind. Were Tearing this place up, And the boys are getting jealous. No way to tell if the room is spinning Or if shes spinning me.
Its Impossible to say no When she leads me through the door I know, but it doesnt matter, Shell be gone tomorrow.
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Re: Flirt
(User Rating: 1 ) by Inevitable on
Thursday, 10th August 2006 @ 08:24:31 PM AEST (User
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This was beautiful and I loved it. You have alot of talent. I liked the way it ended, it was short but sweet. |
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