we believe what we see in the moment of lust, to peel the crust back the cobbler is the taste of what to be come. the sweetness of your words made my hearh complain, you can never be mine, for you belong to oh to someone else, Its a daily fight must i know and now you know this is wrong, love and lust are two places of stay. for i do not want a house for i am building a home. fayepac unleashed.
