What Is This ?
January 26, 2015
Drip Drip Drip
The Poison On My Lips
The Vibration Of My Thighs
The Steadyness Of Me Strip
Giggles - Chuckles - A Laugh Or Two
Stumble - Rumble
What A Nice Trip
Broken Glasses
Room Spinning
Is The Time Passing ....
By,
I Don't Know Why.
Lost Of Balance
Taste The Floor
Feeling Out Of It
Give Me More
Sweet Lips
Taste The Poison
Drip Drip Drip
Rain Is Pouring
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