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Id like to see your nails grip the bed or the wall Behind you with my hand in your hair as we fall Together.. Deep into each other The daughter of a mother Your heart could leave mine sundered.. I guess thats the thrill, Love her till she hates you and your guts are out and spilled Need her like a weapon in a battle zone of war Lead her through the temple of your body like a tour.. I hope she likes the architecture..
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 4:51 AM UTC
Architecture
Id like to see your nails grip the bed or the wall Behind you with my hand in your hair as we fall Together.. Deep into each other The daughter of a mother Your heart could leave mine sundered.. I guess thats the thrill, Love her till she hates you and your guts are out and spilled Need her like a weapon in a battle zone of war Lead her through the temple of your body like a tour.. I hope she likes the architecture..
nappy-nigga
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 4:51 AM UTC
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