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Apr 2015
SWEETNESS IS HER NAME, SHE IS THE STAR ABOVE THE EARTH WHEN IT DARK

STRAWBERRY ARE HER LIPS AND I WANT TO LAY MINES UPON

EYES AS BEATIFUL AS THE SUN RISE AND HER BREATH GENTLE AS A BREEZE

HER HAIR AS IF LAYING YOUR HANDS ON THE SURFACE OF AN ARTIC WATER IN A HOT SUMMER DAY

SHE SMELL OF A DOZEN ROSES AND A SMILE WHITE AS SNOW

HER LOVE IS FAIR, HER LOVE CAN CAUSE WARS

I DON'T CARE JUST WANT TO STOP HAVING HER IN MY FANTASY AND HAVE HER IN MY ARMS
KillerKhooler
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KillerKhooler  M/orlando,fl
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