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Mar 2017
Like an amoeba out of her element
I was
But I had never felt so content

And I fell in love, yeah it is true
But what else could I do?
And I fell in love, fell for you
But what was I going to do?

The dark alleys
where love grows
A lonely Barceló (street)
The dark places, damp
where sensuality springs
I sprung for you,
Then lost my mind…

It burnt me, it burnt me, it burnt me.
First it was heavenly fire
then it turned to non-breathing hell
What is it?

It might have destructed me
But it shocked me, shook me good
Like a just discovered teenage lesbian

And I fell in love, yeah it is true
But what else could I do?
And I fell in love, fell for you
But what was I going to do?

You were a wolf to me
Played with me then made me your prey
But I dance with wolves…
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
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