• Once • 2008-02-11 • 12:46 p.m. •
~ Backstreet lover on the side of the road, I got a bomb in my temple and it's gonna explode. I've got a .16 gauge buried under my clothes and I pray.
Indian summer and I hate the heat, I got a backstreet lover on the passenger seat. Got my hand in my pocket so determined - discrete.
I pray. One upon a time I could love you.~
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