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Problems of need i need you
Obscene dreams in rusty beds
No one came here tonight
I pulled on me i need to
I unstick pages and read
I look at pictures of you
I smell the lust in my hands
Everyday i die
Her favorite trick was to suck me inside
Oh so very art nouveau
Completely false feelings of love i don't
No one knows but that died years ago
I unstick pages and read
I look at pictures of you
I smell the lust in my hands
Everyday i die
Die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die
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