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but let's go back to this cadence that provokes my jumpy feet a sweet sound that turns my brown skin a little pale and my cheeks a little rosy and my throat a little hoarse and a little dry a sweet sound that weakens my limbs and allows my inner demons to reside within the heart provides this sweet rhythmic sound i may be a mad pagan girl and la di da my love tricking and twisting gravity i no longer need to think each day and night i fall free my heart sees knows connects and reacts to all you are who ever you are and la di da my love this mad pagan girl is fully aroused now now that you're around feed me my demented fantasy with the use and the force of your external limbs and la di da my love tonight just be deeply and discreetly involved and in tune with me drive my insanity mad pagan boy ram me into the ground and then nail me into the wall caressing all my other pains far far away

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