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not wise,not enough but quiet.

Take a snack

fly little slut in the suicide paradise

your eyes only see what glitters

and your pussy thinks twice than you and its more eager

legs lost the feeling, because in the fleeing not much was achieve

only an empty bag of chips, all the pleasures are gone

so then time is running along, the glitters slithers down your throat

touched bottom it sounded like an empty can.

and screams, what you dont know, and it bounces all of the time in your mind

si put on your sexy thong tonight, smoke a cigarrete and feel

because this was only a blink, while the nightmare has just begin.

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