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By Marshall R. M. Hann Submitted by Blessed23 Date: 2016 Oct 18 Comment on this Work [[2016.10.18.05.48.27950]] |
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Let's see how dirty I can get you. I want to feel you near me. I want to feel you want me. But you ain't got it, baby, it seems that you're inconclusiveness manifested in flesh and bones. Snare drum give us a sound in the deep, dark blue of Her future eyes (Not you, I think) So why is it that I stay? [I think it feels better biting down.] |