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The Vow
We're still breathing, but not for long.
If you jump I'll jump with you, through the roses and thorns.
Until death do us part, like dust to dust.
I know its not love my darling, our death is our lust.
If you jump I'll jump with you, through the roses and thorns.
Until death do us part, like dust to dust.
I know its not love my darling, our death is our lust.
Published 22nd Jan 2010
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22nd Jan 2010 2:29pm
...yet charming little piece reflecting a relationship on the edge - I would have enjoyed more (only because it's really good) - altho the length seems perfect.
24th Jan 2010 9:00pm
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