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Jul 2016
Your toxic kiss is what I need
it burns my lips so nice
you sit there laughing maniacally
as I **** on a piece of ice

You pinch me once and laugh out loud
and push me on the bed
you restrain me to the bedposts
with your silky scarves of red

You love me long, you love me hard
to me it's just a curse
your temper has never been hotter
my bad girl has gotten worse
Sir Jeffrey Langston III
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Sir Jeffrey Langston III  Camelot
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