One more night to vent my mourning to wait for someone who never returned. The moon sweet sounds, is a reflection of my distress dying in a empty bed I remember your affection, touching in my body invading my soul making me superior in front of whole universe Your kisses so hot muzzled by their rigor that made me so out of me complacent thy pleasure I still redeem that smell that inebriates me What causes me abstinence I am involved as an animal thirsty in his heat hungry for their flesh so fragrant intertwined in my I was your guide more youre gone youre gone One more night to vent my mourning to wait for someone who never returned. The moon sweet sounds, is a reflection of my distress dying in a empty bed One more night to vent my mourning to wait for someone who never returned. The moon sweet sounds, is a reflection of my distress dying in a empty bed https://youtube/watch?v=tJJYWdIVQgU&list=UUYwTTAle4AAFlGLoe4D8HaQ
Posted on: Sat, 13 Dec 2014 11:16:02 +0000
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