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sexy curvy furnture I sit in black,
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Velvet covered books sit high in the stack
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Curvy roads leading me toward the blazing horizon
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let it be real not an illusion
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As the sun sets on yet another day
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I feel like this one has gone my way
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sexy curvy furniture i sit today..
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lying back relaxing
watching you watch me |
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looking out the window
enjoyin the view of the bay sun setting against the grey |
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Thinking about how I ache for your touch
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sadness follows as I realize I ache too much.
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wondering if this ache to feel your touch will ever leave me
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to be free in me
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Entwined deep in our Souls
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I leaped thu the hole
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and found sunshine. i cant believe this is happening to me!
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I have waited for so long ,,,,wondering when
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that my hands and face are that of a wren
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brok-en
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will someone lift me from my pains and remove the emotional stains
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