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Sweet rainy October , where we first met , you said you loved me and later you left , back on October you love me again , and **** I couldn't help to love you as well. Night falls down , but I'm not scared , cause you're the one who illuminates. Sofa and ****** up movies , starting to touch , smoking red Marlboro , intentions are on , holding on each other , our lips were so close , kiss me once under the October moon , shining brighter than the white full moon. Winter will be here , knocking on our doors, the cold, and grey , long nights and short days , but I'm not afraid , cause you'll be there to warm my place. Night falls down and once again , I wonder when will I see you again. Sofa and ****** up movies , starting to touch , smoking red Marlboro , intentions are on , holding on each other , our lips were so close , kiss me once under the October moon , shining brighter than the white full moon. And If you choose to stay , you know I'll always be there , or If you walk away , I'll wait till October again.
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Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 1:13 AM UTC
♡ October Moon ♡
Sweet rainy October , where we first met , you said you loved me and later you left , back on October you love me again , and **** I couldn't help to love you as well. Night falls down , but I'm not scared , cause you're the one who illuminates. Sofa and ****** up movies , starting to touch , smoking red Marlboro , intentions are on , holding on each other , our lips were so close , kiss me once under the October moon , shining brighter than the white full moon. Winter will be here , knocking on our doors, the cold, and grey , long nights and short days , but I'm not afraid , cause you'll be there to warm my place. Night falls down and once again , I wonder when will I see you again. Sofa and ****** up movies , starting to touch , smoking red Marlboro , intentions are on , holding on each other , our lips were so close , kiss me once under the October moon , shining brighter than the white full moon. And If you choose to stay , you know I'll always be there , or If you walk away , I'll wait till October again.
majo-dash
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Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 1:13 AM UTC
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