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Take off your socks you've kept them on Turn off the pause been stopped too long Don't trim your claws they're sharp you've won Why? Because. Who's growing fond? How long since lit, burned at the edge I'll give my gift, recite my pledge Show me your tits, prove you're clever Speak not what's writ, pages do tear I'm still imagining. Unlock the door I'm in the hall Save love no more, throw out your thoughts Plan your own tour, see you next fall Forget secure (earthquakes and shots) Improv design, no plans to pave You don't feel fine, became the slave Please don't rely or come to take Am I benign? Is torture fake? You've got the strangest sting. Wait till it's late set the alarm Come up and play--it's not that far In here we're safe, in our small jar At least till day escape from harm I miss you much forget the rest Long for your touch, we wake up dead So what's the rush? We haven't met From Letras Mania