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Apr 14
A girl without a name
It makes no odds
When they all act the same
Some cruel desire to manifest your life
Sweet on the surface and to the face
So **** hot but ready to twist
Stab, puncture, that unseen knife
A quick fix of ******* lust
Hell, you're only here once
To dip into this toxic life

JJB
John Bartholomew
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John Bartholomew  45/M/Cambridge
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