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Jun 2015
The world stopped when you came in,
My krypton my poison
I'm caught up I'm lusting
I come to give you a menu
That smile was my issue
The walk away was tissue
Had the clean up my revenue
Oh man your in line you had baby wait..let's rewind you can't be you
Can't be it can't be yours.
Between the ladies that talks to me
You look up and you smile at me
Then look down are you scared of me?
I'm scared of me
I'm scared of me
I don't know who that was was it your brother? Please say yes..
I wanna know man I need some help
No butterflies just over time of looking threw your shorts and umm ..
Oooh ..bye I know you leaving but
I hope you come back
Hope you do
I clean your table and think of you.
Man I need help
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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