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Within (Other) by Schizophrenic I feel your tongue
Cold damper, hot skin
Oh how I long
For you within;
blemishing the virginity
And trampling the sin,
Oh, how I long for infinity
For you within;
I feel you touch
Polyester has-been,
How I want so much
for you within;
I kill for the pleasure,
And as I give in,
Something I can measure
Is you within.
Up the ladder:
Platform
Down the ladder:
A Dream, A Bad One
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Posted: June 5, 2003 8:19 PM PDT; Last modified: June 5, 2003 8:19 PM PDTWeighted score: 4.970199 Overall Rank: 8408 Comments:
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horus8 @ 24.126.113.154
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6-Jun-03/9:54 PM
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"You know what that sound is Mr. Anderson?" The sound of inevitability. *bang*
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