"'Till the End Of the World" 2003-01-09
I free-fall Your atmosphere slowing me down But burning me up I touch you face And it's softness stings me Your alchohol heavy breath Sinking into my skin It weighs my head down with doubts Until I have no choice But to walk away ~Matt Magus p.s. It's always nice to get props from the porn industry...
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