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how I love it when you're coming home smells like your perfume mixed with your tired skin and smoke and I will never be more stoked, when you ask me to join you as your body get soaked in the water in the water never will resist, you'll be glad tomorrow ill take you by surprise that I'm more than me, more than me it's a long and tiring day let me hold your head as you lay down with my hands i'll squeeze the pain now away and then I'll wait until you say that i'm okay now and be wanting for another round in the water in the water
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 2:46 AM UTC
More than me
how I love it when you're coming home smells like your perfume mixed with your tired skin and smoke and I will never be more stoked, when you ask me to join you as your body get soaked in the water in the water never will resist, you'll be glad tomorrow ill take you by surprise that I'm more than me, more than me it's a long and tiring day let me hold your head as you lay down with my hands i'll squeeze the pain now away and then I'll wait until you say that i'm okay now and be wanting for another round in the water in the water
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 2:46 AM UTC
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