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I don't have long Trying to win your love She wants you more You want me to my core I know you do A triangle of mess The passion in your pools Make me a fool A smile that could be wicked It tears my calmness to shreds When I see the glint in your eye The hint in the arch of your brow Needing those full lips on mine And they will belong to me Please give them to me I am your Aphrodite
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Jul 1, 2025
Jul 1, 2025 at 12:13 AM UTC
Triangle Of Mess
I don't have long Trying to win your love She wants you more You want me to my core I know you do A triangle of mess The passion in your pools Make me a fool A smile that could be wicked It tears my calmness to shreds When I see the glint in your eye The hint in the arch of your brow Needing those full lips on mine And they will belong to me Please give them to me I am your Aphrodite
Aphrodite
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Jul 1, 2025
Jul 1, 2025 at 12:13 AM UTC
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