Moment Of Silence

Runaway

i know you think i am shallow, insensitive 
an egoistic bastard, irresponsible, 
dont care about your feelings, have no consern
that i take you for granted, a selfish ignorant

i never thought would feel this way
i am not a poet just a lame

i missed the feeling of your cunt
i missed the sweet sound of your moan
i missed the taste of your back hole
i think for me this is true love

your videos made me horny, could not stop masturbate
your photos sexy poses, gave boners hard as still
i know you must go on now, cant have no more of me
but deep inside in my heart , forever you will be

sudedly happened from nowhere, 
words cant describe that chemistry

i missed the feeling of your tongue
i missed the sweet taste of your juice
the sloppy sounds inside your holes
if thats not love then there is none

i never though would feel this way
i am not a poet just a lame 

i missed how slut you were in bed
licking my ashole my dickhead
i missed you where my dirty whore
i think thats love i cant be wrong

i missed the feeling of your cunt
(i missed the feeling of your tongue)
i missed the sweet sound of your moan
(i missed the sweet taste of your juice)
i missed the taste of your back hole
(the sloppy sounds inside your holes)
i think for me this is true love
(if thats not love then there is none)

i missed your breast your pussy, your booty ass your legs
i missed the look in your eyes when caming on my face
those little thinks in your life, thats making diference
that make it worth and shiny, that brings you happynes

nickone manband