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Sand cheeks
Watery eyes
Umbrella glasses
I think she spies!
My hand slipped over her head
Don't fall deep in her eyes they said
It's the dead end.
The boats will float when she smiles
Dunk roads are not her type.
You will slip away in her lips
Her words of fishes are escape 
She will touch and run away like it never happened
You need to beware of this sensual cape #sensual #cape
Sand cheeks
Watery eyes
Umbrella glasses
I think she spies!
My hand slipped over her head
Don't fall deep in her eyes they said
It's the dead end.
The boats will float when she smiles
Dunk roads are not her type.
You will slip away in her lips
Her words of fishes are escape 
She will touch and run away like it never happened
You need to beware of this sensual cape #sensual #cape