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Jul 2020
Maybe I’m soft, maybe I’m shy
Maybe pretty things make me cry

I am not pure, but call me your angel
We’re angels on trips, on pleasures and highs
Show me how sweetness feels, as I close my eyes

I just want you to crawl under my skin
I just want to feel your lips against my neck
Put your love inside me as you take off my dress

Go so gentle and intense, take me to heaven
We’re out of this world, our passion in flames
Let’s just talk with our bodies, and sigh each others’ names
For L
Skyla
Written by
Skyla  20/F/Wonderland!
(20/F/Wonderland!)   
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