tell me
The pleasure, the pain. Should i jump for joy or cry tears of sorrow? Confussion, Bottled up inside. The lust, the pure mortifying agney! The throbbing thought of what comes next. Should i look fear in the eyes or run and hide? When the load is unbreable and your arms get to heavey, do you fall to the floor or grow wings to fly Can i handle all of this? Will i fall or will i fly? You tell me! Written December 29th, 2001 © on Dec 29 2001 12:59 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"The pleasure, the pain...."