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    July 12, 2010

    #26

    She can smile with the biggest lips you can find. She can gaze at you softly with bedroom eyes. She can tell you that the world will be everything and nothing to you at the same time.  She’s beautiful, but then she’ll reveal what she always hides.

    And you’ll kick yourself for believing, that love truly exists. Amongst the shrubbery and bullshit, she’s got you in her grip. She’ll take you and love you and eat you alive. And you’ll just smile and say, “it’s going to be alright.”

     
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