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swagger in wear your pretty shiny ****** tiny fifty cent shoes should you walk or strut? flash that smile you're that **** hot can not walk out girl what's in the dark behind you? rolled up sleeves you are soothing lips finger tips won't you come and play hear the music all around? seeing stars i've been feeling ill looks can **** don't you leave now are those gems dripping from your tongue? this night's end now i'm swirling round up and down to the ground dead ashes, ashes, will you fall with me? i can hear you you rant fighting stance i can't steal your glance this dance has second chance written all over it from your lilting lashes to your strutting shoes won't you come play?
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Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 4:19 PM UTC
Sapphire
swagger in wear your pretty shiny ****** tiny fifty cent shoes should you walk or strut? flash that smile you're that **** hot can not walk out girl what's in the dark behind you? rolled up sleeves you are soothing lips finger tips won't you come and play hear the music all around? seeing stars i've been feeling ill looks can **** don't you leave now are those gems dripping from your tongue? this night's end now i'm swirling round up and down to the ground dead ashes, ashes, will you fall with me? i can hear you you rant fighting stance i can't steal your glance this dance has second chance written all over it from your lilting lashes to your strutting shoes won't you come play?
alice-dmitriov
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Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 4:19 PM UTC
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