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May 2014
A, Good girl.
Can not take what I got.
Touched my soul.
Burnt her lips, and left a spot.
Not playing games.
When I say I poked her dot.
She **** first.
Either she's read, or not.
Mind made up.
Pay attention, cause x-marks the spot
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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