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I see you know the ways to glow your bodies floating nowhere to go cash money that's all you know your womanly curves showing words through sight and sound you have no disgust no regrets somehow you undress willingly you let them see you let them see with all too bare but that's the way you were trained no underwear pantie...
Sunday 31st August 2014 7:34 am
My Life
That ongoing story that I call my life
Is nothing but a total tangled mess.
It’s a disaster area; a no-go zone
And sometimes I feel like staying at home
It’s a random story with a spot of romance
Mixed up with elements of chance
And one way or another it’ll be soon resolved
And for my sins I hope to be absolved
The ongoing story that I call my life
is hard...
Monday 28th April 2014 4:24 am
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