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Apr 2014
I REMEMBER THE *** BRUISES AND I REMEMBER THE WAY YOU’D
NUZZLE MY NECK WHEN YOU WANTED ME TO TOUCH YOU AND I STILL REMEMBER THE WAY YOU’D QUIVER FROM MY TOUCH BUTNOW YOU DONT QUIVER YOU DONT NUZZLE AND YOU DEFINITELY

DONT ******* CARE.
Written by
Sammy Whitelaw  22/F
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