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May 2017
Bullets and bulluga caviar.
Saw you in that skin tight thang,
And I said,

"Hey, hey"
Let's roll the dice and make a mess

And ***** the statis quo.

Baby gurl.
Ya ran, said," help, this man's cray cray".

But, I just wanted what ya got.
And u got it in spades.
How bout, just
One
More,

FLOP

So go, on flip that card.
Jump screaming of that cliff! Aahhh.
Into that deep, dark,

BLACK
Abyss.
Written by
Krison  35/M/Us
(35/M/Us)   
277
   TSPoetry
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