Oct 2012
there will begin of my lips a certain impractical lewdness
and though ugly
it shall increase
and increase
till drowns it every other thing
and i shall name it
i shall call it
LoVE
and though ugly
it shall increase
and increase
till drowns it every other thing
and i shall name it
i shall call it
LoVE
Written by
PK Wakefield
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