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Feb. 4th, 2001 | 08:39 pm

my queen
the smell of your cigarettes emanating
melds with coffee
playing through dimmed eyes
rips
turning to our hearts

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She's alright.

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from: pamcash
date: Feb. 4th, 2001 10:03 pm (UTC)
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Turtlenecks and chai under heat lamps
But all I can smell is your skin
Damp under the shell of your leather
Itching under the shell of desire

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Tim

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from: visions
date: Feb. 4th, 2001 10:09 pm (UTC)
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*smiles*

it's fun isn't it? :)

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She's alright.

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from: pamcash
date: Feb. 4th, 2001 10:18 pm (UTC)
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heck ya

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*sigh*

from: mechanicalkittn
date: Feb. 4th, 2001 11:08 pm (UTC)
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I wish I could write that well. . .

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She's alright.

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from: pamcash
date: Feb. 4th, 2001 11:39 pm (UTC)
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Confidence, dear. Confidence.

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Tim

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from: visions
date: Feb. 5th, 2001 12:01 am (UTC)
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i agree. :)

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