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:iconcookiesnmilk:
"There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea.
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and
The light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh,
The more I get of you,
The stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain,
My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave,
I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,
I've been kissed by a rose
I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,
...And if I should fall along the way
I've been kissed by a rose
...been kissed by a rose on the grave.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain
My power, my pleasure, my pain.
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grave
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
"

-Seal



Thank you! <333

~Steph~
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:iconmuov:
feature here: [link]

:heart: the news if you liked it!

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:iconcookiesnmilk:
thank you. : )

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she said i cant get laid in
this town without these
pointy fucking shoes. my
feet are so black and blue
and so are you. please
take me out of my body; up
through the palm trees. to
smell california in sweet
hypocrisy. floating my
senses around my body.
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:iconmuov:
:D

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:iconliveandlearn1:
Wooow. I cant belive I never commented on this.

Gorgeous photo, it's just so focused. Love the shade of red, it's just so pretty!

I just finished Twilight, and I'm suffering withdrawl until I get the next book! I neeed itttttttttt. It's too addicting.

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:iconcookiesnmilk:
Thank you! I'm glad you liked Twilight!
Oh I know. It's SO addicting.
Haha- I liked your poem about it too!
Good stuff!


I "less than three you," Mayre. :) <3

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she said i cant get laid in
this town without these
pointy fucking shoes. my
feet are so black and blue
and so are you. please
take me out of my body; up
through the palm trees. to
smell california in sweet
hypocrisy. floating my
senses around my body.
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:iconliveandlearn1:
Ha! Less then three me.
Good o'l Bruce...
He needs a deviant name...

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:iconcookiesnmilk:
For sure. :)

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she said i cant get laid in
this town without these
pointy fucking shoes. my
feet are so black and blue
and so are you. please
take me out of my body; up
through the palm trees. to
smell california in sweet
hypocrisy. floating my
senses around my body.
Reply
:iconstains-on-myheart:
heartwarming

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in a sleeping bag underneath the stars
we would lie awake and count them
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:iconcookiesnmilk:
Thanks so much! :D

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she said i cant get laid in
this town without these
pointy fucking shoes. my
feet are so black and blue
and so are you. please
take me out of my body; up
through the palm trees. to
smell california in sweet
hypocrisy. floating my
senses around my body.
Reply
:iconstains-on-myheart:
heartwarming

--
in a sleeping bag underneath the stars
we would lie awake and count them
Reply
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