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Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Poison.


Your cruel device
Your blood like ice
One look could kill
My pain your thrill

I wanna love you
but I better not touch
I wanna hold you
but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you
but I want it too much
I wanna taste you
but your lips are venomous poison

Your poison running through my veins
Your poison
I don't wanna break these chains

Your mouth so hot
Your web I'm caught
Your skin so wet
Black lace on sweat

I hear you calling
and it's needles and pins
I wanna hurt you
just to hear you screaming my name
Don't wanna touch you
but you're under my skin
I wanna kiss you
but your lips are venomous poison
Your poison running through my veins

My pain, your thrill.


I don`t usually listen to trance/dance/house music except for Groove Coverage. I like the way the first part of the music video was filmed. There`s something strangely alluring about the slow strokes of cold wet ink on bare skin, the Chinese characters, the snake, her lips. Mmm.

I think there`s something seriously wrong with my left wrist. It started happening after I had hurt myself during the netball match with PJC last friday. Every time I give it a slight turn or wriggle, it goes ``pop``.





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