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on the face of it,
i'm kooky. like a coffin nail ;
i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped.
arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me. |
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8:40 PM, Elmo's Sweetest Sin
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Sometimes i dont believe that it could be you, speaking your mind and saying the real thing, but i don't care, just dont mess up, i dont wanna lose you. Those times it was tough, too soon to call it love but i wanted to, yeah i wanted to. I turned my back once, but i can't stop resisting, now mind my heart, this twisted attraction, cos goodbye was what broke it and you were what fixed it. i know what's love now. and its all thanks to you. (: |