Espy
Wanderer
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#1653
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She'd choke me with those fumes from her sleeves, then pull a stiletto from her heels and run me through the heart.
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
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Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 05-19-2011, 06:58 PM
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