drive
ure
sweet
stake
straight
into my
heart
tell me
i’m
special
tell me
i’m
part
of that
dangerous
disguise
u call
unique
u call
ideal
u call
to seek
a charming
tongue
&
obedient
hands
a
faithful
fool
who
takes
commands
a dutiful
soldier
lying
in
wait
who
knows
no
comfort
who
knows
no
hate
for the
golden
goddess
that
augments
ure door
while
i
creep
in the
shadows
along
the
floor
to
repeat
the
speech
of
raven
lore
whose
only
cry
is
‘never
more’
Thursday, May 28, 2009
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