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Jul 2015
Her gorgeous body taunts me
When she talks,I fall in love
Her lips drives me crazy
And her serene voice makes me happy.

Everytime I think of her
I just want to run;
Run into her arms;
Hug her;
Take her clothes off;
And **** her all night.

I feel changed
Is it a good change
Or a bad change?
Only her to tell me
How my future will be.
Random poem to a special girl
Rafhael Vieira
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Rafhael Vieira  Brazil
(Brazil)   
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