Monday, October 15, 2007

Look For Me, Search Harder

I wanna be your rum.
I wanna be your cigarettes.
I wanna be your Genna.
I wanna be your Britanny.
I wanna be your Chris.
I wanna be your Crista.

But most of all I wanna be yours forever.
I want you to hold me.
Please, baby.
Save me.

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