no mercy: nenhuma cautela

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Tuesday, November 23, 2004

nenhuma cautela

hand me my caution, love it’s here somewhere I hear the wind rustling the leaves outside I’m giving it a big toss I don’t need it now I bend, but don’t break instinct is everything I need that and your big sweet heart let me get hurt I’ll take the minutes in between nenhuma cautela pode ser minha... Sign in to see full entry.

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