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  Apr 2014 Mattfioso
Jazzelle Monae
I abandoned the thought
Of fleeting
When I came to my
Senses
All I could
Hear,
Feel,
Smell,
See,
Taste;
Was you
And the way you
Pulled me close
My nerves
Held on edge
Waiting for the right time
To devour
Your stimuli
And our anatomies
Collided
Into a single burst of
Entropy
Mattfioso Apr 2014
Don't laugh cuz you funny,
it's no fun when a dummy,
tries mackin' wit my honey,
and swaggin' like he's money!

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