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Sep 2020
My hands were never created to be put on a woman.
Unless I was ready to make love to you

My mouth is not made to lash out,
Simply uplift you from depression. You matter

My eyes are not to wander.
Just to see you in my life

My ears must not hear evil.
But to hear you sing lullabies at night

My actions are not meant to plant seeds in
every woman I see.
Only in your garden, my seeds will grow in strong soil, you’ll see.

My mind is not designed for manipulation.
Seek wisdom so that we become closer because knowledge is power

My soul is not corrupt.
It serves a purpose that will inspire you
I serve a purpose
xavier thomas
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xavier thomas  M/Arkansas
(M/Arkansas)   
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