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One night to speed up truth We had a promise made Four hands and then away Both under influence we had divine scent To know what to say Mind is a razorblade To call for hands of above to lean on Wouldn't be good enough for me One night of magic rush The start: a simple touch One night to push and scream And then relief Ten days of perfect tunes The colours red and blue We had a promise made We were in love And you, you knew the hand of a devil And you kept us awake with wolves teeth Sharing different heartbeats in one night |
| Me March 2, 2006 08:18 PM PST Van harte Q... Ook al geloof je me niet, toch in mijn gedachten. Ik hoop dat je een hele leuke dag hebt meis. XXX T4Q | ||
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