Nobody invite you to come here, and yet here you are.
And here you are, your pair of big eyes fixed on my body
more sense.
And the Devil is also writing love letters.
His most immense desire is to blend the morning in bed,
and the memory of those kisses, they are threats ... Threats of suicide
restless, annoyed and honest.
writes all his letters with carmine,
your thoughts are poems that nobody wrote,
his love is as fleeting as the west. Tan
fleeting, that as a star is a massive star.
She would give her soul to have him beside her, he threatens his dreams
to oblivion, because his lust
is not bisexual, bleeding
Their need is love ...
his punishment his impossible love for eternity.
of a pen and ink ...
She is light, has beautiful wings,
he is an incubator, has unknown in her soul ...
And the Devil is also writing love letters. And that Incubo
Writing I myself, and my deepest heart,
and the Devil also writes love poems.
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