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Feb 2014
I can take a hit,
so tell me the truth,
I can take it bit by bit,
I still have my youth.
But if you keep this on,
and play with my trust,
as if this is a heartless con,
and you're in it for lust.
But if you can feel the fire inside,
when your eyes capture mine,
if you never lied,
it sends a tingle up my spine.
MST
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MST  Leipzig
(Leipzig)   
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