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Jun 2018
Feed me
Those pretty lies
About how
You believed in me
Wanted me
Loved me

They all keep me begging for more.
Grab me in your arms and place your hands upon my hips. Oh, those fingertips.
Emmalee
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Emmalee  20/F/10969
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