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Tus ojos me dan hambre,
ganas de morder
dejar el registro
de mis dientes en tu piel
es divertido verte sudar
y con tus ojos negros
mirarme al desear
mi cuerpo no es mio
es de quien lo quiera tomar
pero solo si rompen
todos los circulos de sal
no soy un demonio,
soy algo mas
rompan los circulos,
no se echen atras
tanto que lo desean
no se quieren quemar
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