HTMLXC For you my sorrows keeps
They
overwhelmed then you tell me my love ... Llegarása
love me to hate?
I live for you I breathe for you and your desires
I always meet my sweet innocent
Cry your new orders here will fulfill your little insane
As your weapon, your judge And you have
anyone else My sweet innocent teacher
not wipe my soiled hands
kill again I am your slave
I am your sacrifice!
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