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Jul 2015
It's I the one responsible for this?
Or it is you who doomed  this heart  of mine..
the skin of yours remind me the yesterday.
were I dream of a eternal dance with the stars...
No... it was your smiley that turn this lustfull devil into a dreamer...
With lifeless, and with heartless I still claimed your pillows.
I am still the King of your moon,  and the sinful action of your night.
Abimael
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Abimael  37/M/PR
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