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I can't get lost in romanticism When I'm losing with nice guy Scenarios, But you wish for me to fill Your daytime novels, Fantastical kisses on the nape Of your curving neck, Your body quivering at the Touch of your thighs that blind Me into a thorough seduction, And yet remain the bad boy You so diligently deny you want, Yet here you are and it's 7am wondering just where The hell I went.
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Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 6:09 PM UTC
The Badboy Paradox
I can't get lost in romanticism When I'm losing with nice guy Scenarios, But you wish for me to fill Your daytime novels, Fantastical kisses on the nape Of your curving neck, Your body quivering at the Touch of your thighs that blind Me into a thorough seduction, And yet remain the bad boy You so diligently deny you want, Yet here you are and it's 7am wondering just where The hell I went.
For the illusion. A wonderful illusion it is.
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Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 6:09 PM UTC
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