...to reach that place touched by the single ray of light...
Friday, February 24, 2012
Trouble Maker
I’m going to bite your heart and run away like a cat You’re going to keep getting ruffled, come up in front of me and let your anger out My sexy walk will arouse inside your head My inwardly skinship, your eyes are saying “I can’t take it any longer, I’m going to die”
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