You call yourself ugly
But I would send you in ectasy so sky high
That'd you need life alert
Because you can't walk straight after our bonding
In the deepest hours of the night
Your muscles so tight
Don't let go
Let it flow
I want our closeness to grow
Don't be afraid to be vocal
It's paradise to me.
Jun 9, 2018
Jun 9, 2018 at 12:44 AM UTC
You call yourself ugly
But I would send you in ectasy so sky high
That'd you need life alert
Because you can't walk straight after our bonding
In the deepest hours of the night
Your muscles so tight
Don't let go
Let it flow
I want our closeness to grow
Don't be afraid to be vocal
It's paradise to me.
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