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Enchanted, bewitched, With the wind in the field once wed, All you if in shackles chained, Precious you are my woman! Neither funny nor sad. Like a dark sky descended, You and my song wedding, And youre my star crazy. I tend to over your knees. Hug them with a violent force. And tears and poems Anneal you bitter sweet. That will be added - will not be lowered That will not come true - will be forgotten .. Why are you crying, my beauty? Or is it just fancies! --SOLO-- Enchanted, bewitched, With the wind in the field once wed, All you if in shackles chained, Precious you are my woman! youtube/watch?v=6-LKlrV9Ifs
Posted on: Thu, 08 Jan 2015 22:44:36 +0000

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