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Wednesday, May 25, 2005
You put your lips very closely to my face
And then you run away and so begins the chase
I'll be the hunter, but boy, you better pray
'Cause when I want ya, I'll get you anyway
You know what I wanna do
It ain't nothing new
I'm tired of dropping clues
So, gonna step to you
Will you rise to my occasion?
Or will you make me change your station?
-mya.
Sums up the day doesn't it?
Too obvious and too discreet.
Who draws the line?
imprinted at 9:08 PM
blocks of life
i`ll put pictures here
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