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If it weren't to look at you
I would no longer have five senses
"Oh, oh, fucking you and touching you, I like it."
He whispers in my ear
I don't get up or go to bed every day
How evil, a hundred times it has not been
I don't entertain myself, I'm still fighting.
Today I'm winning, yesterday I lost
He gave me a wound
Closed at night, open during the day
"Do not suffer, Prometheus"
She always tells me when I see her
I roll on the floor
And I bust my dick
Thinking about you
I bleed in your garden
He snores at dawn
And he never says no to me, to anything.
I look at her from afar
I don't masturbate, I make noise.
I don't get up or go to bed every day
How evil, a hundred times it has not been
I don't entertain myself, I'm still fighting.
Today I'm winning, yesterday I lost
Behind your window
You've been left wanting
Smuggled Kiss
And, in the end, like a mat
I roll on the floor
And I bust my dick
Thinking about you
I bleed in your garden
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