I won't stand in your way.
Cut me with your knife,
I won't put up a fight.
Stab me with your needles
My heart is your pin pillow.
One day when I bleed dry,
I'd just quivers up and die.
February 18th, 2003
(ouch, it hurts)
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Whatever you
say,
I won't stand in your way. Cut me with your knife, I won't put up a fight. Stab me with your needles My heart is your pin pillow. One day when I bleed dry, I'd just quivers up and die.
February 18th, 2003 (ouch, it hurts) |