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Your lips Your eyes Tell dangerous sweet lies to me. Your ******* Your thighs Are the places I fantasize to be. Your whispers drown her cries As morals cease to be. I give in Don't realize I'm your prisoner And you won't Set me free.
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 4:28 AM UTC
The Seductress
Your lips Your eyes Tell dangerous sweet lies to me. Your ******* Your thighs Are the places I fantasize to be. Your whispers drown her cries As morals cease to be. I give in Don't realize I'm your prisoner And you won't Set me free.
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 4:28 AM UTC
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