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Jun 2014
When we start

Leave out the heart

If you hold me tight

My tears I can fight

You’re a deadly kiss 

A sensation I surely miss 

Your hands glide over my skin

We are just committing sin after sin
Raquel Centore
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Raquel Centore
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