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oh dear no good i have absoletly nothing
to write about that doesnt taste as cheap on the tongue as vodka from a plastic bottle oh dear oh dear ive done it again i can feel the symptoms theyre making me feel sick im not ready i dont deserve it dont give me your attentions ill become addicted to it secret smiles and silly jokes late night text you leave me wondering i hope im not alone in this oh dear no good you have me hooked like a country girl messed up in a city party. © 2010 brianna vega |
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2 Reviews Added on September 21, 2010 Last Updated on September 21, 2010 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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