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Aug 2017
Tell me how he pulls sounds from my throat
like no one does
the waters scream his name
they roar
He plays the strings of my heart
(Love is the biggest turn on)
And oh you Little boy
you give me joy
but nothing reaching his...

We are broken
but one day we'll be mended
I'll be mended
Because you have meant everything to me
in fact, you mean, and I cry on the street
for you, for you, for me, for us.

Oh my man, I won't forget
but there's a catch, there's always one
breaking all my love, wretching all I get
I know I never said so,
but I love you, I love you, I love you,
and I will be back sooon.

Victim of the bleaching waves, we all will be
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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