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Dane with danger |
| I find solace in thoughts of you some make me happy others just blue my heart beat quickens as if on cue my lips start to tremble my knees become weak and all of this just because you speak the temptation to touch your skin is like a moth to a flame knowing it will burn you and eventually mime but still so attrected it can"t break the spell around the boundries but never crossing the line the moth thinking the devil is so fine trying to figure a way to make him mine but the tears of an angel th kiss of satan just leave me here waiting and debateing and silently stateing my dance with the fire so tempting and hot should I jump in? or should I just stop? |