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Supporting your chest Avoiding dismount Tied to a stirrup leather Cocksurely ordering me Overturned on my back Oh please stop the chatter I name it a ride You call it a game Cutout heart on a platter For the very last time You're allowing my ego To feast on your anti-matter
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Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 7:51 AM UTC
Surmounted
Supporting your chest Avoiding dismount Tied to a stirrup leather Cocksurely ordering me Overturned on my back Oh please stop the chatter I name it a ride You call it a game Cutout heart on a platter For the very last time You're allowing my ego To feast on your anti-matter
hedonismos
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Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 7:51 AM UTC
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