I swept you into my arms and I could feel the wetness We stumbled towards the bed Clothes in a mess, Determined to fuck I plunged it in and you grasped with pleasure The time came where I must expell my warm juices And you sighed in relief and the deed was done You fucken whore Don't you love me anymore Went to the arms of another to ease my pain But all that did was make me sex hungry, insane Everytime I saw this girl we fucked It was just my luck She spread and I jammed it in Forgive me father I love this fucking sin The time I spent with you couldn't compare Our relationship was going nowhere So when you decided to kill the pleasure I went else where You fucken whore Don't you love me anymore Went to the arms of another to ease my pain But all that did was make me sex hungry, insaneBirth sign: Aries
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