For Kurt, For Bradley, For Layne, For Scott

It started out fun,

The way she made you feel, the

Things you felt she made

 

Disappear. She’s got

Beautiful eyes, doesn’t she?

Got a pretty smile,

 

And she loves to dance.

Desire becomes need, need that

Dances through your veins.

 

But don’t stick around

For last call; you’ve got to leave

Now, while there’s still time.

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