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Drink up sweet decadence.
One day we'd get nostalgic for disaster?
I get lost in the beauty of everything I see. 
16th-Jan-2010 02:51 am

This bittersweet sojourn, I will indulge. 
Those alluring proclivities of yours.
That sharp yet effortless love.
A dreadful mistake.  

He's calling, 'Come home.'

Dancing around with emotions.
Playing with insecurities. 
Teasing my tear gates.
All over again.

He's calling, 'Come home.'

Ruled by my idiosyncrasies.
What masochistic desires.
A vagrant, in contary.
Such foolishness.

'Child, come home.'

23rd-Jan-2010 08:23 am (UTC)
love this song :)

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