March 2011
2 posts
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Dangerous
The things you do Aren’t good for my health The moves you make You make for yourself The means you use Aren’t meant to confuse Although they do They’re the ones that I would choose And I wouldn’t want it any other way You wouldn’t let me anyway Dangerous The way you leave me wanting more Dangerous That’s what I want you for Dangerous When I am in your arms...
February 2011
3 posts
