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Friday, September 9, 2011

On Repeat


His beautiful eyes and the brilliant crescendo tickle my audio-neurons.  Weird and different, I like it.

I also don't even need your love.  Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done, And I don't wanna live that way.

And I don't even need your love.

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