It's Me, Your Lolita
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I'll be your Lolita one more night,
And we don't have to tell a soul.
And we shall dance.
We shall dance to the
Music in our heads,
The melodious tune
Our hearts play together.
And we shall dance to the
Dissonance of their disapproval,
So mocking and spiteful.
And we shall dance to the sound
Of police sirens blaring,
As the guns fall out,
And silence fills the air.
And we shall dance,
One last time.
We shall dance.
It's me, your Lolita.
2006-07-24
18:33:20
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