The world is silent. I want my hand over your back. I know mouth-to-curb. I want your kisses. The world is silent. I barely see. I want the beginning of your kisses. I like both. I want your hands. Where are you? I want everyone there too, everything off your kisses. I try to think you two thousand times. I want the tip of your kisses. Paris is burning. I want your mouth with your accessories. Why I like so much? I want your body. I have a hunger of dogs. I want the strange part of your eyes. It is the one 56. I want your eyes full. I have thirst and sleep. I want to upload the look. Youtube does not load. I want you to dress in black. No Coke in the refrigerator. I want back the night. Seeking my sweatshirt. As I want. Seeking a north. I want you. You say and say. I want your words. All letters of your name. I want to say, it gets dark. I am too drunk to dance. I want some nuggets of Covadonga. I have to stand in water. I want to see. Are the 2 thirty-three, I never passed our six times. Who knows where I left my conscience. I smell you.
I do not want to write. I promise.
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