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I picked up a wine glass not because you told me to I just had to pick one up to get back at you you picked up a wine bottle but that's not for me as a lady I must stay classy I sit here waiting for you to tell me you want me I sit here sipping my wine hoping you will call on me this time it takes me a few drops to be drunk drunk off of my feeling drunk to my core drunk on lust care want chasing a silly little dream of you taking care of me as i sip my bordeaux blanc taking care of myself in the harsh reality that is my life
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Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 4:55 AM UTC
a splash of bordeaux blanc
I picked up a wine glass not because you told me to I just had to pick one up to get back at you you picked up a wine bottle but that's not for me as a lady I must stay classy I sit here waiting for you to tell me you want me I sit here sipping my wine hoping you will call on me this time it takes me a few drops to be drunk drunk off of my feeling drunk to my core drunk on lust care want chasing a silly little dream of you taking care of me as i sip my bordeaux blanc taking care of myself in the harsh reality that is my life
zippi
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Ukrainian
Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 4:55 AM UTC
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