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Oct 2018
He was afraid,
I had everything to offer,
I was his excitement,
The moment I slipped my ******* to the floor.
He was hooked knowing I only wanted to be his *****.
His fun, with me he could be anything,
Do anything,
I was his dream,
Amazing,
I was his thing,
Not bought,
I was willing,
And he couldnt fight the fact that he would never be turning back.
Until.
Lovah
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