Lurke

Jun 27, 2013 23:41

In pretend mode, everything comes at ease in
mind and set with breeze. he, sets his find to each, lick, wid, foreplay and repeated.
Locked in tied, tied. Bound to down ones, lissen with fear and searing appearance.
Seer for the live-o.
Alive and in thrive mode.
Beat it with the tide rolls, inside souls

And here it's waiting for you again.
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