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Jan 2023
that's what you used to call me : you're little witch, prancing down and around in the dark. with the big ***** and a full smiled cutie, youthful talkin' on the phone all day. at first I ignored you , then you came walkin all around , tryna make:


until you saw something else, shiny and nice that maybe caught your eye, a little:

I used to think you were crazy, you know, loosed up screws and a few bolts missin' .


now I'm here wonderin' how I can get, a few bucks offa ya and make ya regret it, make him come back on his knees and get it,

get it, get it,


get this sweet dark ***** all on your mouth then make me roll ova, I miss the attention and things I would get, from you
acacia
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acacia  F/orbis
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