Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Stranger (than what?)

NO! You cannot have my heart,
Because I never got it back
From the previous douche bag
Who stole it out of my chest.

He was an addict with pretty eyes...
And your eyes are ones in which
I could swim in; ones in
Which I could drown.

Not to mention your mouth and
The way it grins...damn...
But I promise you,
There is nothing going on between us.

May 17, 2007

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