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"Bad Habit" by AnarKoRn

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I’m happy to hear you talk
And I’m pleased to see you smile
Hand and hand we take a walk
We are one for that short mile

I like it when you listen
I like to have you near me
Your shiny pink lips glisten
Your crystal eyes are cheery

But I got carried away
And I tied the knot too tight
You are locked away all day
And your voice speaks at night



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On Wednesday May 24th, 2006, Zen (626) writes:
locked away where? what did you stuff her in a basement? whoa thats crazy...stuffing people in basements...you...


On Thursday May 11th, 2006, mywristshurt (524) writes:
damn... what i would give to be your girl... i love this kinda stuff, good write


On Wednesday April 12th, 2006, Shadow Rapture (225) writes:
Fuckin wickid in its twist a sense of humour never goes amiss - I new something was coming..he he, very much in th eright place - Dark Poetry, welcome home,prodigal son!!



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