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Jun 2015
Your heart is set to dwell and drag on constant ties you seek
For those who wish to lay with you are those you shall not keep
Sickened by a piercing blue I wish I wouldn't lust
Not me, not you, not everyone is someone who I'll trust
You're just so imperfect It's so sick I hate the site
You may be so imperfect but to me it's only right.
Tamika Dakota
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Tamika Dakota  Australia
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