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Mar 2020
You took my lips hostage
so I couldn’t beg for mercy
can’t feel a thing
other than your hands
holding my face
grabbing my waist
sparks flying
going crazy
you got me
intoxicated
FullmoonFlower
Written by
FullmoonFlower  28/F/London
(28/F/London)   
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     FullmoonFlower, ---, Mrs Timetable and ryn
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