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one night to be confused one night to speed up truth, we had a promise made. four hands and then away, both under influence. we had divine scent to know what to say, mind is a razor blade. to call for hands from above to lean, would that be good enough for me? one night of magic rush, he start; a simple touch. one night to push down and scream & then relief. ten days of perfect tunes, the colors of red and blue we had a promise made we were in love.
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Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 10:24 PM UTC
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one night to be confused one night to speed up truth, we had a promise made. four hands and then away, both under influence. we had divine scent to know what to say, mind is a razor blade. to call for hands from above to lean, would that be good enough for me? one night of magic rush, he start; a simple touch. one night to push down and scream & then relief. ten days of perfect tunes, the colors of red and blue we had a promise made we were in love.
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Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 10:24 PM UTC
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