god, you've excited me ever since sense of this fashion was foreign to me
the plagiarist ways that dictate my emotion will keep a safe distance at bay
i'm vying for the rose of her rejection
the dream was gold, reflecting her perfection
sweet, nasty girl, i'm inside of you under your fur, not unlike her
we'll take away smiles with the cold sweats and terrors incurred, evermore
May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 11:00 PM UTC
god, you've excited me ever since sense of this fashion was foreign to me
the plagiarist ways that dictate my emotion will keep a safe distance at bay
i'm vying for the rose of her rejection
the dream was gold, reflecting her perfection
sweet, nasty girl, i'm inside of you under your fur, not unlike her
we'll take away smiles with the cold sweats and terrors incurred, evermore
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