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06 December 2010 @ 03:42 pm
Butch Walker. The Taste Of Red.  
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Drawing words on your back spelling "you’re my heart-attack" 'cause your naked body glistens like the sun. And damn, damn, damn, I love you like the stars that shine above you light the ground that you're laying on while looking up at me.
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