成人快手

芒聙聹Morning 芒聙娄Matt is it?芒聙聺

I don芒聙聶t feel any better this morning.
Cracking in my head, tense muscles laying still.
My bed looks no warmer with your gentle adorning
You sigh sweet splendor, cause芒聙聶 you got your fill.

Wrestling with regret, repression fighting strong.
Last night was the past; I don芒聙聶t deal with that.
Wine stains on the carpet, I knew it all along.
No time to rearrange the scuffled welcome mat.

Pacing on the wooden emptiness, my mind on the mend.
Oh, you芒聙聶re only just another, nothing special, my friend.

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