Friday, i do want you to come sooner. So that it marks the day i end all my paper. But friday, i do want you to come later. So that i'll more time to prepare. Tell me friday, tell me.
"So this is passion and it crawls upon my skin,
It sinks into my bones and I am whole again
I feel it filling me and I pray it will never end,
Now it burns within my veins and I am writing in ecstasy."
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