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Crime Of Passion
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Trapped Let your lips cry for my kisses,
Let it be that it Remembered for its fullest,
For it reads no pain,
So that of justice never seek of vengeance,
For our our minds stood firm like no other,
Like of that stones that never weathers nor erodes,
Forever kisses weathers our souls,
As for love is crime i committeth to have it you ,
For as long my heart seeks for the one it storeth its wealthest love for.
