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Hi, my name is Black Rose And I'm an addict. I'm not here for rehabilitation I have no fancy to cure my obsession. I yield willingly to this terminal fixation I brandish it brazenly for all humanity to bear witness. I voluntarily surrender To this sweet, seductive habit I'm hopeless But need no extrication. Oh yes, I'm a freak, I'm an addict, I'm a ****** My mind and body cannot function Without my daily fix I live by having a drag Every second Day by day My need goes stronger I'm permanently light-headed From the cloudy ecstacy Constantly surrounding me I'm in total delight I'm in pure luxury I'm a freak, I'm an addict, I'm a ****** I'm addicted to your love.
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Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 6:34 AM UTC
Confessions of a ******
Hi, my name is Black Rose And I'm an addict. I'm not here for rehabilitation I have no fancy to cure my obsession. I yield willingly to this terminal fixation I brandish it brazenly for all humanity to bear witness. I voluntarily surrender To this sweet, seductive habit I'm hopeless But need no extrication. Oh yes, I'm a freak, I'm an addict, I'm a ****** My mind and body cannot function Without my daily fix I live by having a drag Every second Day by day My need goes stronger I'm permanently light-headed From the cloudy ecstacy Constantly surrounding me I'm in total delight I'm in pure luxury I'm a freak, I'm an addict, I'm a ****** I'm addicted to your love.
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Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 6:34 AM UTC
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