it was a cold california,
even in the summer
she was wrapped in a blanket by the pool
(idk what this part is)
about life come immense
a sense of heat that i couldnt bare to touch
i couldnt bare it
its not your fault, so please stop your crying now
its not your fault, so please stop your crying now
there was staring in seclusion,
a fine tuned way of motion
a face wrapped for a suitor
the sound of hearts pumping up the same beat
coming round the corner
in almost all directions
i sense of heat, that i couldnt bare to touch
no, i couldnt bare it
its not your fault so please stop your crying now
its not your fault so please stop your crying now
2006-10-21
02:19:31
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