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Why do I still torture myself with your avoidance?...R&R please.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 89 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 02-08-06 - id: 2108266
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"Riding shotgun, adultery in hand
No longer the sources of you
a v o i d a n c e,
The one-night-stand you swore to forget
Too much hassle, too much drama
Too hard to look my way
Until
This
Morning
An offer to skip, maybe cigarettes and
Like
A
Child
I jumped at the chance
Just one hour to know I still
e x i s t e d
Unlike the other girls.
'How do you make me so so crazy?'"
2/3/2006 11:28am
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