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Re: Song/Quote of the day! -
November 3rd 2014, 02:06 AM
She makes you whimper - sounds unknown,
You find a self you haven't known before,
Your neck coated with the opium of her lips,
Your spine tingles with anguish and delight.
You know you'll come crawling back
To her dragging lap and breast sometime
Thirsty of the mystery accent of her tongue
You sold your reason to your Canton love
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