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your eyes are the prize, as i hold your heart with no lies, as i try to fantazise what we cherish together inside and out, as i hold you with a gentle kiss and whisper sweet nothings where your knees weaken more with glee, as you come to me where each one go crazier than before, as my fantasy quicky becomes a reality as i pull you ontop of me, as i speak melodies so softley as can be, as we continue to gaze into each others eyes for it may be hard to say the right words, without chasing one away
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