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Aug 2018
Your sweet lips on my neck,
Oh how I can not get enough.
I’m addicted to the way your finger tips trace along my skin,
As you leave a trail of kisses on the line you have traced.
Tanisha
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Tanisha  16/F/Lost in an abyss
(16/F/Lost in an abyss)   
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