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Dec 2017
You are some kind
of trapper
a mere shadow
I cannot grasp
but still stalking me

You've been clocking
me by the moments
ticking me in
with the favor
sugar daddy in waiting
superman subtle
you are a hunter
with sweet words
as your crumbs

I may follow you
to my sugary demise
candy killer
slow honey soup
on my tongue

I'll lick you up  
while you
smell so good
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  111/F/is still getting old.
(111/F/is still getting old.)   
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