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It wasn't raining yet
But it was definitely a little misty on That warm november night And my heart was pounding My inner voice resounding Begging me to turn away But I just had to see your face To feel alive And then you casually walked in the room And I was twisted in the web Of my desire for you (And I was twisted) My apprehension blew away I only wanted you To taste my sadness ... |
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