Oct 25, 2002 12:19
can i win the sweepstacks sweep me of my feet
love can pierce my heart and leave an odor reminds of decay and i can retreat and get beat
by the dealer hand of life hand of circumstance experience shit, fuck me i can't even take the right stance
i lost in the second year second act transient relationships and touches of hands
win the sweestacks sweep my off my feet sweep my life clean love me
can someone remain pleased
don't tease me
look at me look upon my face like an accedent scene
can someone sweep it all clean
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