ANTONIO MARTINEZ ARES unpublished records exclusively for
CADIZBOOK.ES
the woman I wanted
was not whether you want a lady was just
housewife and a whore in my bed,
and if now is not this the woman I wanted to say
just killed her because she was mine
the woman I wanted to anyone if it was me salia
not talk to the neighbors
street to the track, her home and her children looked at it and put it firmer than a candle brought me the shoes, made me food and took away my dishes and necklines or short skirts to buy a female is not leading if he had watched TV for a while I never had hustle novel , for a disease as she worked, I was waiting on the sofa the woman I wanted to or not told me this the best in these cases is give him two slaps in time I will never yield many forays
account but her legs always open I felt like,
the woman I could not let me ever wanted was mine and mine alone
so is in the grave, when his plea
just said quietly to his stop, I say I was crazy and I'm me in the street but my son
you've done, you've covered in blood
I made the old anger you to show me your example
your example your example, you with my mare
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