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Sep 2019
Your eyes were passion and they sinned,
Always they have but laid for me.
Just a glance gives so much pleasure,
Break it to see you’re already in pressure.
That **** eyes
Written by
Sekhar  26/M
(26/M)   
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   rose hopkins, Fawn and Colm
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