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Roxy Foxy Boom
written by Tessin07:38 PM 4/2/05| Black leather gear shifts into overdive. Same song for so many over and over until my vocal cords shutdown in time with the music. Fragrance lingers, yes it is your fault. And im not talking about that anymore. Swirreled jet black locks of mediterranean flavor. The Romans miss you, but the beds in Greece look so much more appetizing. Fey emotions in nimiety for you my little coquette. Dawn is where the headlights point and im willing to bet i'll beat the sunrise to your doorstep |
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