She tried to escape, look for a doorway to freedom. But I had my grip on every part of her, taking her breath and every ounce of freedom she had.
-Damien Huxley
She tried to escape, look for a doorway to freedom. But I had my grip on every part of her, taking her breath and every ounce of freedom she had.
-Damien Huxley
He wanted her;
She'd always tell -- "I hope that you burn forever in hell."
He has her in his grasp;
This type of duo was never meant to last.
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