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Apr 2015
let me
untangle you from those pearls
let me
free you from that thigh dress
let me
rip those stockings
let me
make your makeup smeared
all over my sheets

let me, please...
i can't contain this anymore!

oh ****

just please...

let me
make you beg for it.


- Ø -
my brain's rotting creating this lil ****, i don't even know where this came from :D
Zerø
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Zerø  planet friendzone
(planet friendzone)   
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