What I Shouldn't Imagine, by Unintended
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You whisper my name,
Instantly received by my body.
I'd do it all for somebody;
That happens to be you today.
That smile, I know
Hides dirty secrets from me.
I like the bad boys, apparently.
Everything I do is only for you.
The delicious smile and exciting charm:
Its like Christmas morning in March
But the feeling is sweeter in the dark
When I'm engulfed by your arms.
A crooked and knowing smile
Finds its place on your mask.
There's so much I want to ask
Once I get down from this high. |
Posted: 2012-03-13 04:50:34 UTC |
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