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Free rare they do not write what I feel is a bad omen, perhaps a bad keep it all in boxes, a little more in
looking
another
I find myself groping and fucking pure-eyed rat
eyed, blind and podridota at the entrance and at the door
such as imaginary 
his belly open all
his belly open all 
I do not want your sweetness much less bored I am not the kisses that make you cum today
morra am not reproach you go
the
but if I presume to be the expert in the art of huirte
Still
still present, but tired and left
and although time has passed I still say what our custom rare
I have, do not you burn as asbestos?
do not you sink into oblivion, right next to the basket? Because
magical figures and illusions have died
and worst of all our souls detained
always stole what they contained
haggled every thing that sold pendejas.
Installed in the foolish and outright nonsense
I declare today as fucking old hag
as rump of the sack that was rotting alone
which wandered alone in the pulque.
annoying but not hurts, if it itches and I stand
after all this time at least not crying out
tired I have to be always aware
and I polled a Webo to this only thee dismay.
decadent as rump of the sack that was rotting alone
which wandered alone in the pulque.
annoying but not hurts, if it itches and I stand
after all this time at least not crying out
tired I have to be always aware
and I polled a Webo to this only thee dismay.
A terrible fright funny and not always satisfying 
your vilest 
morbid desire that desire immutable, aberrant and advantageous
that only makes me miss you from this dungeon.
And I'm locked up, not sad because I can not tears because they no longer fit in this huge hole let
reviewing the history and always muddy steel
amount to anything, even if he is asshole. Acompañame back to install I
soul do not let it dry or let it always calm
make it always jump or tie it to a palm putazos to let him know I'm not your click packsaddle.
memory Set me from the inside and out
clears those pieces that I want to die not let me schedule when all those wishing
armaments and gave me "What would it be? " protecting
I say goodbye to a future as certain happy and smiling saying "will always be in February"
that month I recorded asshole deep in my heart that month which is the only thing that was true.
And I'm locked up, not sad because I can not tears because they no longer fit in this huge hole let
reviewing the history and always muddy steel
amount to anything, even if he is asshole. Acompañame back to install I
soul do not let it dry or let it always calm
make it always jump or tie it to a palm putazos to let him know I'm not your click packsaddle.
memory Set me from the inside and out
clears those pieces that I want to die not let me schedule when all those wishing
armaments and gave me "What would it be? " protecting
I say goodbye to a future as certain happy and smiling saying "will always be in February"
that month I recorded asshole deep in my heart that month which is the only thing that was true.
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