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Whispering sweet little lies
along the narrow pathways of my heart
I caught the lurking shadows
behind your large city eyes.
And with barbwire fingers,
You stroked all my pretty s c a r s.
[Don't say a word.]
along the narrow pathways of my heart
I caught the lurking shadows
behind your large city eyes.
And with barbwire fingers,
You stroked all my pretty s c a r s.
[Don't say a word.]
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October 27, 2011
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