Monday, December 14, 2009
Case of Ex --
Case of Ex -- Ear, I whisper to the nose, I have to shake hands I used to keep the hair, I am proud with weapons, who used to hug me well the smile I used to get the voice, I just stay up to hear the heartbeat, I had to dance with your eyes, I lost I get in the lips to kiss the boy I like the feeling, I am sorry I Source:
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