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Before the light's go out.
And the serpintine of music fades.
Before I wake from this dream,
I want you to remember the way it was suposed to have been............
How you were in the
nude when you were dressed
in BLACK,
the chain's with leather dripping's
silver lined the light
in your eye's.
Your stage was on top of the world,
you had your BIG BANG GIRL.
And we'd rush like Chariot's of Fire on Electric Amplifier's.<>
Copyright © Alicia Diel | Year Posted 2006
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