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May 2015
Lust Leaves him.

              Just walk away like the others.
Don't worry, it's never too late to Separate.
Maybe it's time, What's the date?

I know there's something hidden, something you're covering.

                                  But you'll not whisper your reasons why...


Why?

Because You desire to watch us all suffer.
The gentle enjoyment begins to grow.
You foster an apatite.
The greed explodes...

And you are left there fattened, engorged by  all the pleasures.
Lala
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Lala  Northern Ireland
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