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Jul 2015
Can I borrow a couple quarters for your thoughts?
Slide it into your slot machine, and pray I strike rich.
Unlocking new goals met like this is the sims.
But this is not a simulation, my golden rod is looking forward to stimulating every inch of your holy body.
Your holy body.
Your golden body.
My light skinned goddess.

I put all my concentration on you and that's probably why I failed out of college.
I couldn't balance.
Unless we talking balancing you on my shoulders.
That I could manage.
As I devour your sweet fruit from your secret garden of love.
The lettuce. The only dressing I needed was ******* you.
Let me see your body, let me heal that bruise. From when you fell out of heaven.
My angel.

Warm body talking to me, she just needed a cool.
Dousing your flames, in a pool of my liquid. And you drink my liquid and then keep on going, ooh girl you the champ.
Tonight i wanna fill you up and give you so much praise.
Tonight I wanna feel you up, just like I dreamt, so you remember my name.
And with all the secrets of the world, at least you'll be glad you came.

Breaking down the locked walls of lust, wonder, and passion.
For months, all over these bed sheets I've lusted for your passion.
And then it happened.
No wonder why you drove me insane.
Lost my balance in your goddess sea of perfection, then came.
These other men ain't get none so they mad at my luck.
Just tell em they can't get none, I won the prize and it's mine.
I waited my time and spent my change,
And queen you're so fine ,
I'm really glad you came
Elijah
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Elijah  26/M/Delaware
(26/M/Delaware)   
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