Wrapped and cruxified around your neck
From this heaven i look at your pink vanilla nipples
My back get the coldness of your chest
Why are we cursed to look for a half to feel us like one?
Public or Privat no one knows
All its fake
I did a mistake....
Shut up, shut up, shut up!
Dont dare to shut me up
You don´t rule over me.
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