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Flirt
Contributed by
keilantra
on
Thursday, 10th August 2006 @ 07:10:05 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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__________________
She’s
A shot of something gorgeous
Leaving sores on my tongue
Using my weakness
To make her feel better.
I’m
Nonsensical and inebriated
Twisting fingers in her hair
As she plays with my eyes,
Twisting fingers in my mind.
We’re
Tearing this place up,
And the boys are getting jealous.
No way to tell if the room is spinning
Or if she’s spinning me.
It’s
Impossible to say no
When she leads me through the door
I know, but it doesn’t matter,
She’ll be gone tomorrow.
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keilantra
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2006-08-10 19:10:05] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Flirt
(User Rating: 1 ) by Inevitable on
Thursday, 10th August 2006 @ 08:24:31 PM AEST (User
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This was beautiful and I loved it. You have alot of talent. I liked the way it ended, it was short but sweet. |
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