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The backseat is fair
How long, how low, will we last? your thoughts are written on your face, lets keep up pace, stop this chase, N-E-WAZ Im back, what now will it lack? In our time, This presence, Just one last glance, Your face, So beautiful, like time we spend, like love, like this still shot, In my head, In my eyes, you will, I can, what now will happen, what will come out of this, a complex immoral plan, lets start again, .............
-SARAH GREGORY |
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