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What I would do to you,
If I could get a hold of those lips.
I would smear the innocence,
And lock it away.
Find the love and fall again,
Make you see it, make you breathe it.
Create memories neither of us would forget,
Whether they be good or bad.
Rub the friction that lust commands,
Our bodies soar before our minds land.
The things I would do to you if I could,
I haven't even started, but you get the idea.
If I could get a hold of those lips.
I would smear the innocence,
And lock it away.
Find the love and fall again,
Make you see it, make you breathe it.
Create memories neither of us would forget,
Whether they be good or bad.
Rub the friction that lust commands,
Our bodies soar before our minds land.
The things I would do to you if I could,
I haven't even started, but you get the idea.
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