Belly

Ghetto Star: Pleasure & Pain 1 Minute


I loved stroking your belly, I could stroke you forever.
I loved kissing your belly, I could kiss you forever.
I loved being close to you, our hearts beat on forever.

Now my face imprints on the fresh mound of soil that covers your final spot.

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