I had a dream of a boy.He was from Earth.I am not.He gave me an iPod.I woke up holding an iPod.I fell in love.We had more dreams.I would like to believe in this.But I am out of time,and they are after my life. Where do you start to protect someone you love, when you can barely protect yourself?Play With My Hair is LOVE, LOSS, PAIN & DESIRE. This is...

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