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Jan 2015
I drew a face and the word ****
On my rainy window
Everyone wants to make art
I ride with 4 boys, in my red coat
One of the boys, I've always been
One of the boys
But I gotta be careful
Of that tingling, longing sensation
When I think of your sweet face
Sleeping next to me
How your eyes flickered in the night
When you handed me money
To help me get by, you love it so well
When I tell you how it is, pointing out
Things, no man has ever noticed before.

I wish I could be in your arms
I promise, with me
You would never grow bored.
As you look at me, a hallway between us
I could make you content.
I could make you run in circles
I could make it worth the fight.

I ******* adore you and the way you lightly snore.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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