Love
Posted 12-01-2009 at 10:43 AM by emofucker
Gently kiss my lips
As though they were made of glass
Hug me in a tight embrace
So that it might last
Hold my heart in your hand
Make sure not to let it slip
Call upon my soul
Pull it out and keep it.
As though they were made of glass
Hug me in a tight embrace
So that it might last
Hold my heart in your hand
Make sure not to let it slip
Call upon my soul
Pull it out and keep it.
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