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Trespassers
Does this trip start in you
or spring somewhere in me
there is an urgency of need
I can't seem to abandon
Fingers on the button
clawing at your door, heart beating
will you answer all this longing
let me cross the line, trespassing
Calling by, I'm calling by
that ancient question in my eye
and you can tell, you can smell
that I've been drinking
but you know me
you know me
you kn...
Sunday 2nd April 2017 1:46 am
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