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By mjhagaman
Downward, Onward like spite in the wind Forever undaunted by your intended sin Carried away, my sweetest of dreams You must not know how much they mean Dangerous to you? It's dangerous to me Too late to speak of what should be Blades of disgust now come from your eyes Oh! I hope that you can hear my cries It's terrible, but I cannot go on this way Sometimes, babe, we must meet the day2000, Written October 30th, 2001 © on Oct 30 2001 01:03 AM PST 20 • 0 • 1
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"Downward, Onward like spite in the wind..."