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Listen to me? Please don't ! Why? She asks; Behind the doorway Is the hanging balance of Love. I'll take you gently, a walk across the floor Wrestle you lightly up against the door Then simmer down, to the Downs upon a horse **** me gently in the black side of your heart Good God it's Monday! I wan't to die she cries And falls out kicking on her - Friendship needs a motive; sweet love It's Alibi Hey, **** me gently in the black side of your heart
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Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 6:03 PM UTC
**** me gently
Listen to me? Please don't ! Why? She asks; Behind the doorway Is the hanging balance of Love. I'll take you gently, a walk across the floor Wrestle you lightly up against the door Then simmer down, to the Downs upon a horse **** me gently in the black side of your heart Good God it's Monday! I wan't to die she cries And falls out kicking on her - Friendship needs a motive; sweet love It's Alibi Hey, **** me gently in the black side of your heart
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Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 6:03 PM UTC
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