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Sex with the Devil
Happiness in those eyes
No more pain in those eyes
Never a lie told to me because what you got to lie for
Arms open ears turned body language focused
I got something to say and I need you to hear it but my mouth won’t speak it
If the relationship falls it’s because our love holds it up
It stops and starts our love stutters it needs some helping up
I love the unknown I need to ...
Monday 20th July 2020 6:58 pm
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