The circus of love is getting shaped
She has no idea that she'll soon be raped
Watching her from a distance
Watching her every move
Her childish laughter
Tells me that she is pured
Can you tell me, what's wrong about?
The love between a man and a kid
I also have my urges
And I'm tired of being suppressed
I hate myself for what I am
But I still can't help it
This little girl's constant pain
Makes me understand
Strapped to a bed in the cellar
No one can see you now
The walls are meters thick
No one can hear you scream
Screaming into my ears
Now I'm really getting pissed
Hitting her, 'til she passes out
Then I can fuck quietly
She hopes for me to show pity
But instinct is instinct
Little girl, scream all you'd like
You can never get away
Scream if you'd like
No one can hear you
Scream if you'd like
No one can save you
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SvarSlettÅåh, hei Tormod. Jeg ville bare si at bloggen din var DØDSkul og tekstene var skikkelig fine. Jeg kunne virkelig kjenne meg igjen i dem.
SvarSlettStå på bloggkompis! <3<3<3<3<3<3<33333333
jeg vil bare si at sengen min lukter hvitløk:)
SvarSlett<3
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SvarSlettHahaha! Men jeg vet hvor mye du digger hvitløk. You'll thank my one day, my dear! <3
No, I'll thank the other girls one day:)
SvarSlettFredag. That's all i have to say.
SvarSlettPartly because I have no idea what you're on about.
:)
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SvarSlettdu er mektig dyktig altså !
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