I found it once more, love? I live again, above? who needs you when I have her? what a joke, shes just a fucking blur. Is it love? Is it lust? Questions, who knows? Time can only tell your friends and your foes. She lies by me, and I by her, her eyes are heaven, and her body given by the gods. Please answer my questions, Please tell me its love, but in my heart its that shit called lust.Birth sign: Not entered
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