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Take it back, please I do not want Your gift anymore because It lives in my sheets Making it hard to sleep Every night I am thinking About him And whether or Not My gift hides in his Sheets, or If it is tucked Away in a closet Of embarrassing laundry His mother will never Clean
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Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 9:56 PM UTC
Virginity
Take it back, please I do not want Your gift anymore because It lives in my sheets Making it hard to sleep Every night I am thinking About him And whether or Not My gift hides in his Sheets, or If it is tucked Away in a closet Of embarrassing laundry His mother will never Clean
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Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 9:56 PM UTC
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