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kissme
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whitney
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a perfect place you claim to live but you cant see the stars from way out there swim out from the island the inundated iris the part of you that you wont let me see i promise not to promise you a million things tonight a promise of the way that things will be
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020606
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superleni
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describe the perfect kiss
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040106
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nomatter
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kiss me hard cause this will be the last time that i let you
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040107
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brain stew
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i would have, if i knew how. you would have, if 'we' had stayed longer. damn.
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040107
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silentbob
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i am sad that several years have passed and people have stopped using the song "Kiss Me" in the previews for romance movies. really...fucking...sad
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040107
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girl_jane
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... any takers?
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040107
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misstree
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i would like something more than distracted crush to ease overwhelming or lingering taste decorated with velvet and bells to draw you closer, to make you lean in with closed eyes and open mouth or first true greeting, prelude to tangles. i would like you to kiss me.
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040108
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silentbob
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dear sondra , had i known that you wanted a kiss, i would have, assured in the understanding that it was just mutual affection, out of friendship, nothing more.
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040108
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celestias shadow
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thank GOD they stopped using that song! That was honestly one of the worst songs I had ever heard in my life at that point. Then Good Charlotte arrived, and all memories of that song were forgotten. But that doesn't mean it doesn't still suck. There's a good reason nobody plays it anymore.
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040116
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falling_alone
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Kiss me out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing swing the spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift up your open hand Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me Kiss me down by the broken tree house Swing me upon it's hanging tire Bring, bring bring your flowered hat We'll take the trail marked on your father's map Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me
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040119
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
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