Mittwoch, Januar 20
the moon up above, it shines down upon our skin
whispering words that scream of outrageous sin
we all want the stuff that's found in our wildest dreams
a strawberry mind, a body that's built for two
a kiss on the spine, we do things we never do
we all want a love bizzare
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