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You Look at Me Knowing I Am Young. . . But That Doesnt Stop You. . . You Give Me All These Faces Trying To Get My Intrenst. . . You Begin To Grab Me, In Places I Didnt Think A Human Would Do. . . You Know Its Wrong But You Dont Stop, You Love It, You Love The Feeling Its Giving You. . . You Love The Thought Of Taking Advantage Of Me. . . Which It Hurts Me, Beause Im In Your Bed Fully Naked With My Clothes Laying Down On Your Floor. You Forced Me, You Made Me Just So I Could Stay Alive. . . After All The Fun You Left Me There Naked And Cold On Your Bed With Tears In My Eyes. . .
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 11:45 AM UTC
The Pervert. . .
You Look at Me Knowing I Am Young. . . But That Doesnt Stop You. . . You Give Me All These Faces Trying To Get My Intrenst. . . You Begin To Grab Me, In Places I Didnt Think A Human Would Do. . . You Know Its Wrong But You Dont Stop, You Love It, You Love The Feeling Its Giving You. . . You Love The Thought Of Taking Advantage Of Me. . . Which It Hurts Me, Beause Im In Your Bed Fully Naked With My Clothes Laying Down On Your Floor. You Forced Me, You Made Me Just So I Could Stay Alive. . . After All The Fun You Left Me There Naked And Cold On Your Bed With Tears In My Eyes. . .
alexis-marie-solis
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 11:45 AM UTC
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