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Apr 2014
What's the big deal?
So I called you the wrong name.
But the thrill was there.
Which was what we both were after.

I apologized.
Said, I'm sorry.
Still you was mad.

Who know?
What we're dreaming when we're kissing and screaming?

The after effect should have sealed the deal.
But it created multiple drama.

Veronica, Lynda, Catherine, Tracy or Dawn.
What's the big deal?
What's the harm?
We all pretend in our imagination.
And never a thing.

In the heat of passion.
When you seeking satisfaction.
Many things are said and spoken.

If we could read minds.
We be surprised by things we would find.
So I apologize for calling you another name.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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