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Aug 2015
she a god
with so much beauty its odd
how many break her heart
but thee god in me an the god she see
puts it back to part
from where the puzzle starts
i see what turns them into sharks
but i worship her feet an i praise her
an im the one thats highly favored
i pray to God for prayers for us
cause the devil he preys with lust
but she walk on rose petals
body soft like a marshmellow
red stillettos
body move like jello
desire in my eyes has to keep me mellow
ima make sure this night aint forgetful
Vashawn Jackson
Written by
Vashawn Jackson  illinois
   ---, --- and Cecil Miller
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