Smokin Thighs by Mitch Prax

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Sep 2021

I'm famished,
I'm tired,
I asked for a glass of water
but left with my heart of my sleeve.
You came back for breakfast
but I came back for
one last goodbye.

Written by

Mitch Prax 32/M/Australia

(32/M/Australia)

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