Apr 2015
There's a part of me
she's often overlooked.
Gray in color,
it remembers my pain,
and what matter
she must think
when she's using
my other part
for her
good clean fun.
It hurts.
she's often overlooked.
Gray in color,
it remembers my pain,
and what matter
she must think
when she's using
my other part
for her
good clean fun.
It hurts.
A little humor is a good thing every now and then.....:-D
(GRB090423)
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