ive never met you untill that day.
ive never heard your voice untill that day.
iv seen your face around.
but ive never talk to you untill that day.
you seem to get me right away.
you seem so sweet and nice.
you are just my type.
GOD I THINK I LOVE YOU I REALLY DO
i like to hide in my damp cellar
where rats scurry across the cold cement floor.
i dont know why i to hide in my dark damp cellar.
all i know is that anger and sorrow evaporates into clouds of air and bad thoughts disitergrate when im there
EVERY GURL SHOULD HAVE A CELLAR
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