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LIME as SOMETHING to BE seeked with MY hand.
I try TO search FOR your KNOWLEDGE.
I can't FIND you JEAN.
You are an ECLIPSE on MY hand.
YOUR eyes SCREAM and SHOUT.
I sense YOUR caress and YOUR skin.
I want TO kiss YOUR lips, POLLY.
I want TO fuck YOU towards ETERNITY jean.
Give ME your HAIR; jean and I'll give YOU joy and freedom on SEX.
POLLY embrace ME with YOUR legs.
WHY can't I feel YOUR texture ON the LIFELINES of MY hand?
YOU'RE vicious BLOODY lime.
I don't WANT you near ME.
Give ME polly OR jean...
FUCKING lime; give ME back MY life.
I try TO search FOR your KNOWLEDGE.
I can't FIND you JEAN.
You are an ECLIPSE on MY hand.
YOUR eyes SCREAM and SHOUT.
I sense YOUR caress and YOUR skin.
I want TO kiss YOUR lips, POLLY.
I want TO fuck YOU towards ETERNITY jean.
Give ME your HAIR; jean and I'll give YOU joy and freedom on SEX.
POLLY embrace ME with YOUR legs.
WHY can't I feel YOUR texture ON the LIFELINES of MY hand?
YOU'RE vicious BLOODY lime.
I don't WANT you near ME.
Give ME polly OR jean...
FUCKING lime; give ME back MY life.
Texts and Ideas: Manuel Espirito Santo
Images and Ideas: Rodrigo de Oliveira
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