
Funny how at the end of the day it always comes down to just wanting to be loved.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 3 - Words: 249 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 05-08-11 - Published: 04-01-11 - id: 2904207
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All I wanted was you, you and
your smile made of make-believe
to take me far away from here
to teach me how to live, to die
Because somehow I knew you knew
and still you're keeping secrets
wrapped up on your tongue; come on,
now, won't you let me in? And not
as just a pleasantry--boy, you ask
too much of me--
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