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Leminescate

Leituras 1,626
Votos 395
Capítulos 32
Tempo 9m

Leituras 1,626
Votos 395
Capítulos 32
Tempo 9m

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Love and Lust Dwells in the frailest of waters,
Separated by the thinnest of Lines.

Lust from Love and Love from Lust,
Same words, But the alter of a lifetime.

Treacherous Desires Unleashed Upon her,
Once a Pure Soul, Now a cunt in his lust.
Submission of Innocence on a Love never got,
The continual of love for a leminescate.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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