so he'll look right in to this open heart of mine againin a frenzy i let u cut open my chestso u can see all that i hide insideall those novels were f..
at times i feel i have that 19th century mindset.i have conflicting views on how open one shall express thier emotions or viewsi aim to please my sign..
stir in those lovely beats come on boy come take a seatgot the world to show ya and a heart to give yacome on kid just stay a little morecome the mome..
i have gone through the day without a cigaretteand a broken conversation with you dearand lets not forget the broken week shiveringmy rooms too cold i..
her lips were so sweet against minesoft and delicatelike kissing a living dollso small and heart shapedeven in the dark i could feel her eyes piercing..