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Dec 2014
up in the east coast we have this saying
drink a beer, take a shot, gimme a kiss
or get the **** out

our lips curl
we are the girls your mama warned you about
not because we are bad
well, we are bad, but bad meaning naughty
your mama didn't want you to have desire in between your knees
hot, rough, soft, wet, cold, treat, candy, precious, cotton, gems, pure
the smaller the floor space, the closer we get
the ink in your skin spreads
wait

no
nevermind
:)
devour me
Chloë Fuller
Written by
Chloë Fuller  Philadelphia
(Philadelphia)   
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