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Aly. 21. Las Vegas, Nevada. Dreamer, schemer, and make believer. I'm everything you know and everything you can't understand. I'm full of contradictions and misconceptions. I love without holding back and can change your life if you let me. Never underestimate me because that will be your biggest mistake. Myspace Flickr

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Sunday, March 13, 2005
I left kisses on your front stoop
So you could find them on your way home
And wear them at a party where I'd be your guest
With your soul spinning langfuidly in the warmth
of your chest

You try to remember the sparkle in my eyes
I try to forget the shit and the lies

So here's your December
My kisses in a box
Eat them for dinner
and put them in your sauce

I told secrets to your bedspred
So it could wrap you in it's sonnet
And whisper my longings to the back of your hair
And tell you my story as if i was still there

You try to remember the sparkles in my eyes
I try to forget the shit and the lies

So here's your December
My kisses in a box
Eat them for dinner
and put them in your sauce


Alysa [ 10:44 PM ]

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