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I knew the prettiest lady  She had more flavor than gravy  Her hair came all the way down there  And when she grab me she leaves streaks that's ashy  Manicure on her nails  Her eyes are rarely surprised and water never pour from her wells Well, well Oh Where oh where oh where could she be  As I'm searching I started to say oh well But oh I can see  I can tell the reason why I couldn't see  Her is no longer she  She allowed the salt of the sea to waiver  So now when I wave to her  She performs as a stranger  I'm thinking how to tame her  Put a lapse to the substance that claims her  When we were in school she used to be my major  I studied everything which made her lovely  Now everything is fuzzy  With minor putty  Indicating that  I never accepted her insulation  In fact  We never drawn a line  So when we separated  Her course; I traced it  Of course not blatant Though curious and tenacious  I was waiting and waiting  For this???  I remember her ample lips  And her apple-shaped hips  Take a lick of her stomach and tasted a hint of apple crisp  Her thighs reminded me of pie  And when her juices trickled down it sparkled like cider  Waited for this?  WHAT IS THIS?  Now I wish I can erase her face out of my cerebrum  Never mind all that I had to say about her Forget about it  This is the part when I walk past her like I don't see her  ...
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Sep 21, 2013
Sep 21, 2013 at 10:52 PM UTC
Used to be used to her now she is used
I knew the prettiest lady  She had more flavor than gravy  Her hair came all the way down there  And when she grab me she leaves streaks that's ashy  Manicure on her nails  Her eyes are rarely surprised and water never pour from her wells Well, well Oh Where oh where oh where could she be  As I'm searching I started to say oh well But oh I can see  I can tell the reason why I couldn't see  Her is no longer she  She allowed the salt of the sea to waiver  So now when I wave to her  She performs as a stranger  I'm thinking how to tame her  Put a lapse to the substance that claims her  When we were in school she used to be my major  I studied everything which made her lovely  Now everything is fuzzy  With minor putty  Indicating that  I never accepted her insulation  In fact  We never drawn a line  So when we separated  Her course; I traced it  Of course not blatant Though curious and tenacious  I was waiting and waiting  For this???  I remember her ample lips  And her apple-shaped hips  Take a lick of her stomach and tasted a hint of apple crisp  Her thighs reminded me of pie  And when her juices trickled down it sparkled like cider  Waited for this?  WHAT IS THIS?  Now I wish I can erase her face out of my cerebrum  Never mind all that I had to say about her Forget about it  This is the part when I walk past her like I don't see her  ...
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Sep 21, 2013
Sep 21, 2013 at 10:52 PM UTC
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