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It Burns inside With passion, Deep sensation. The power of your look Takes over, I'm hooked. I'm under your spell, I'm gravitated to you. The power of the moon, I'm bound to you. You disappear in light Your whispers float in the wind. Darkness falls, Your deep with in. I feel your heart Beat one with mine Your spell casting, along with time. I hear you. Your here, near I feel You. I found you. I'm bound to you.
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Jul 11, 2011
Jul 11, 2011 at 7:38 PM UTC
Spell Bound
It Burns inside With passion, Deep sensation. The power of your look Takes over, I'm hooked. I'm under your spell, I'm gravitated to you. The power of the moon, I'm bound to you. You disappear in light Your whispers float in the wind. Darkness falls, Your deep with in. I feel your heart Beat one with mine Your spell casting, along with time. I hear you. Your here, near I feel You. I found you. I'm bound to you.
magean-martin
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Jul 11, 2011
Jul 11, 2011 at 7:38 PM UTC
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