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Mar 2020
You only care
when I lie bare
on your bed
my legs spread
you shout, honey
I’ll make you happy
but we both know
all you want is a blow
until then you’ll pretend
that you care until the end
Zia
Written by
Zia  F/England
(F/England)   
160
   Wyatt
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