Trying to be an artist, but I'm better at being a thug. Tentando ser artista, mas o destino é ser vândalo.
quinta-feira, 21 de julho de 2011
I just want to make love without guilt That is tasty and tender Where to bring me a sense of relief What I find as a breather What do I overcome my losses With their loving gestures , a total madness That is eternal while it lasts I just want to take this time to your side No fighting without discussion Only the silence of a solitude , mute and silent As if we were one person for such synchronization Synchronized the rhythm of this relationship , the act of making uproar Where just wanna make love without guilt and feel your taste. Slipping my hand this body so young Like a rare work of art , all decomposed At a time only taking our port wine Feeling the sensation of relaxing , doing lots will Just wanna make love without guilt , even after I become a dead Falling asleep beside her , forgetting the outside world Giving value to this tasty time That does not have an invaluable Do not buy a value that exists It is unique , only those who love can describe ; But never sell .
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