I do not think of you with love
No, you are the deadly sin
I think about you and when we touched
Not when we laughed
Lust not love.
To feel your hands dig into my back
Was better than any kiss you ever gave me.
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 9:17 PM UTC
I do not think of you with love
No, you are the deadly sin
I think about you and when we touched
Not when we laughed
Lust not love.
To feel your hands dig into my back
Was better than any kiss you ever gave me.
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