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Thursday, August 16, 2007

Give me your heart.

I want to make my home in the middle of your thoughts.
To use your memories like a blanket over my own. And to lay my head to sleep on your fears. To be so close to you to know your next move.

I want to make your head my home.
Posted by GOLD at 1:20 AM
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