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by Jason   Apr 9, 2004


Touch you
make love to you
don't wanna hurt you
Make ya feel like your far above them
above them all, make ya wet too
in your dreams you call
for me to rescue you
from this world of lonieness
that seems to put stress on you
I guess it's only that your lonely
because I am not there with you

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