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Girl with golden hair And golden stilettos up to the thigh I love you I miss you girl every day In exile I think of you when I am not there.

I touched myself today It began in the sofa And ended up like a dog on the bathroom For a while Wished you were there.

I came I sat on the same spot I waited for you To look at you While you look at her You did not come I will come again tomorrow

Now you saw the reality Is it nice No And you pack your clothes And go.

Why do you invite me over If I am a ghost to you Dark hairy man.

I am obsessed with you And it is painful.

This is infinity You can do anything

Every encounter leaves you a shadow You feel less beautiful afterwards Less talkative Less rich Shorter Your clothes crusped And you take thes..

10 h electronic input Story Jave Harron I am starved I work in the kitchen.

5 teen game Unconditional writing.