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How much is she really worth?
How much is she really worth?
Her beauty is gift and a curse.
A gift to me.
A curse to her.
Not really knowing why I want her.
Thinking my mind is stuck on lust.
But my mind is the opposite.
Her face is beautiful and her mind is equivalent.
She leaves a mystery after we talk.
Got me wanting to know more.
Exploring her mind besides her pants.
I can't stop over thin...
Friday 3rd July 2015 10:36 pm
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