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May 24, 2004 18:08

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.So won't you kill me, so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst to break or bury or wear as jewelery,
which ever you prefer.The words are hushed lets not get busted,just lay entwined here undiscovered.Safe from the earth and all the stupid questions.."hey did you get some?" Man, that is so dumb.Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear, so we can get some.My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.So won't you kill me, so I die happy. Myheart is yours to fill or burst to break or bury or wear as jewelery,
which ever you prefer.
Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,the dim of the soft lights,
the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers andthe time on the clock when we realizedit's so late and this walk that we shared together.The street was wet and the gate was lockedso I jumped it and I let you in and you stood at the doorwith your hands on my waist and you kissed me,but you meant it and I knew that you meant it,that you meant it, that you meant it,and I knew, that you meant it, that you meant it. I like this song.
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