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hot lips woman, serves
me a dessert; but my taste...
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Why is love ever among their lips?
And why so did they profoundly define...
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The rapture
was on prowl...
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Struck down with anxiety
Tensions weigh heavily upon me...
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Like a flash of sunshine
Or lightning bugs at dance...
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I love how
quickly you...
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Why is that the things I write
start with a simple thought...
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It felt like I was heading for
a breakdown as...
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Trapped within a nightmare I lay
Praying for the freedom of day...
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It's
still surreal...
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I shouldn't be left in silence
It gives me too much time to think...
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Pardon the insolence, hence the bow
For thy mouth to go gooey is part of the show...