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I shalt bite her bottom lip Whilst Pulling her closer; She shalt melteth at her hip's Smoke coming from her tongue, as if a long term smoker. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane nagley
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Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
Bottom lip grip
I shalt bite her bottom lip Whilst Pulling her closer; She shalt melteth at her hip's Smoke coming from her tongue, as if a long term smoker. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane nagley
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