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Mar 2
I'll find your warmest spots
I'll creep under your clothes
Over freckles and dots
Navigating your repose
I'll find a soft place
Settle down to feast
There's no time to waste
Succumb to me

I'll hunger
For a piece
One drop
I'll tap
Your seas
Grow fat
It's killing me
It's killing me
Written by
Yggy  M/Tennessee
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