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His eyes Ugh his eyes Those eyes have the hypnotic nature that makes me want to listen every everything he says making me his pawn in his own game. Be his *** slave done, be his ***** done, be his plaything it also gets done. Those alluring siren eyes calling to get destroyed, well I would gladly be destroyed by those beautiful eyes. He hypnotizes with his siren eyes calling like Aphrodite herself in the male version. Who am I not to drown in those eyes. Take me to you and make me your forever-trapped soul. And here comes his voice Calling to get captured into bliss A bliss to ears indeed Let me drown in your honey I wish to be yours wholly Here comes the siren with honey voice and hypnotic eyes.
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Oct 26, 2024
Oct 26, 2024 at 12:35 PM UTC
Siren
His eyes Ugh his eyes Those eyes have the hypnotic nature that makes me want to listen every everything he says making me his pawn in his own game. Be his *** slave done, be his ***** done, be his plaything it also gets done. Those alluring siren eyes calling to get destroyed, well I would gladly be destroyed by those beautiful eyes. He hypnotizes with his siren eyes calling like Aphrodite herself in the male version. Who am I not to drown in those eyes. Take me to you and make me your forever-trapped soul. And here comes his voice Calling to get captured into bliss A bliss to ears indeed Let me drown in your honey I wish to be yours wholly Here comes the siren with honey voice and hypnotic eyes.
When I say I am obsessed with him, I am.
museserenade
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Oct 26, 2024
Oct 26, 2024 at 12:35 PM UTC
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