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The Cure
Contributed by
Mysti
on
Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 03:58:55 PM in AEST
Topic:
dedicatedpoems
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I don't get what it is about you that gives me fever
until I hear you on the receiver
And then I am well of my sickness and I promise not to tell.
Cure me daddy with your warm sweet sound
So I can envision you later when no one else is around.
What is it that makes my head light and my body weak?
Only to regain strength when I hear you speak.
This is so not me
feeling all crazy
but all the while you belong to that lady
So you will never be truly my baby...
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Mysti
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2004-08-04 15:58:55] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Cure
(User Rating: 1 ) by anonymussme on
Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 04:25:55 PM AEST (User
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im really confused on this one. is this to your father, the man you love, or do you want your father to love you in a relationship kinda way? |
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