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Jul 2016
lust has become my job
its makes me sing
as sin makes me sob.

for love, bodies I rob
hit after hit
I belong to the mob.

lust has become a game
not playing is crazy
the end is truly insane.

A beautiful beast
they all want to tame
all for fun, all for fame.
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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