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Aug 2013
I couldn't look at him cause
Of the thoughts running through
My mind of how I
Just want to get on top of him and
Make out with him so fiercely and
To just unbutton his shirt and
Unzip his pants and
Never get my math
Work done because
We're to busy
On his
Desk.
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