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Typed | ...cure is the taste of you
.... The only cure is the taste of you. ~ Erin Rose
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Typed | This Can't Be Final
Happy to Report: ... got to make some changes
Typed | No Safe Words
Typed | .. waiting
Typed | ... that breath
Typed | ...cure is the taste of you
Typed | ... stick around to watch me burn
Typed | ....there would be no turning back.
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Typed | Those eyes cast a spell on me....
Typed | Silly Boy
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