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Jan 2013
I'm too tired to sleep.
Tomorrow can wait,
I wanna be up,
Wide awake,
Dreaming of again touching you,
For math books take to the back seat,
And lately I can care less about whether I should wash my hair,
Cause baby I got you to make me clean,
Take my heart and make a real man out of me,
Sure I sound a lil loopy,
But kissing you is like inhaling a drug,
I get high at the sight of your fine eyes,
Looking at me with hunger,
Oh ***, let me cook for ya food that will feed you forever,
Cause our youth at lasting,
We got time passing,
So why waste it sleeping
Lover of Words
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   ---, Timothy and Mia
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