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Jul 2013
The lust,
that combusts,
when I ******
my hips forward.
As she grinds
her body toward,
Me,
sets me free.
Makes me lose all inhibitions,
Making
insane decisions,
together we slide.
The right conditions,
when our bodies collide.
All throughout the night,
we twist, tangle, and ride,
Until the dawn meets day
and she has to go away.

7/19/13
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Written by
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   ---, MITCHELL and Zane H
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