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I won't pull the trigger back My finger is on it Your beauty Is so intoxicating I forgot why I had the gun Loaded dice Is what I am Always landing On the thought of your mouth Sensually breathing Your words into my ear I usually say 'No' But you're saying the worst things
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 8:06 PM UTC
Good for me
I won't pull the trigger back My finger is on it Your beauty Is so intoxicating I forgot why I had the gun Loaded dice Is what I am Always landing On the thought of your mouth Sensually breathing Your words into my ear I usually say 'No' But you're saying the worst things
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 8:06 PM UTC
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