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Sep 10, 2006 20:37

Curve your tongue to delicacies galore, & murmur to me soft poetic understatements of candle lights & toy boxes. All spotlights are on us now dear. Give me a chance to be amazing, to rob you of your senses & make your heart explode all seven wonders. For every tear that you've shed, I'll replace it with twice the laughter. I'll prove to you that there's spring time when all you've known is winter. Let me do things right this time around.

Darling, don't lose hope, for if you do, surely I will too.
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