Pure - by Fengzhi
Lie with me like the sudden death of uncertainty,
kiss me with a tongue that plays our symphony.
Churn me into that racing breath of desperation,
Devour gently like a starving man in hibernation.
Lie with me like the sudden death of uncertainty,
kiss me with a tongue that plays our symphony.
Churn me into that racing breath of desperation,
Devour gently like a starving man in hibernation.
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