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Sep 5
Sophisticated look,
Hand once made of a gold watch,
Quirky smirk,
Ego that knew master hood,
Soft palms,
Knew just a touch of a cigar,
And a warm body, that;
****** the death of a lifeless man,
A man's lap is the dungeon where angels are held. That man.
Dedicated towards female based violence, marital intimidation and toxic relationships.
Written by
Dicra with an E  19/F/Kenya
(19/F/Kenya)   
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