song it's called # 2... I don't know what to call it?

by damaged
with my heart in my hands and my head on the floor the world wide open tethered to that far and distant shore we speak incantations into eachothers ear but love can be blinding i can't ever hear you get there by boat a mile away the hands that hold you make you sway found myself bare again pleading just to breath it in and your naked wanting to bare it all all just go away, but how do you ever explain you've been tamed beaten and slain and everything is severe and jaded the heart you once had is deflated
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ur so smart u tripper lol I've been reading that slower and slower but i still cant figure out half of it. Maybe im just retarded neway hope ur happier
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[Anonymous]
wassup...hmm that was a pretty coo coo poem..well more as in DEEp..haha well.. yea umm damn forgot what i was gonan type..oh yea...umm ur welcome ...and maybe u did ge ur money worts for the hotel although u didnt realy stay there..so maybe udidnt get ur monis worth..naw js fooling around...but ok hollas
I'll hold your hand any day. ;)
fo get da thong