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Jul 2017
Don't say it
Oh, don't say it
Saying it changes everything

It's in your hands
The royal flush of my blush skin
You've got the cards to tear all I am from within

May your lust consume from March to June year after year
Before it's much too late for your sick guilt to disappear

All that's said in bed, young nymph lessons, life's not dead
Echo out those ancient stories in my head
Just how I won't say it first
Narcissus can't find the words
Lips so soft and silent
Actions not unspoken
Heymi Roman Roman
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Heymi Roman Roman  F/Russellville, AR
(F/Russellville, AR)   
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     Hailey McMullen, ---, Mishael Ward and -A-
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