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Jun 2014
He goes to a place that is covered in pleases
Dripping from his head is your face and just course jesture and teasing..
I couldn't be more of a meaning, what I'm saying he grieves over stuff that's indicted.

Like watching **** my heart was torn i feel like that is my cigar to release what I have as I sit exploded and out of it..

But out of it I'm far from cause when I think of your love for me I would trade my life of pleases and pornographics

For your Love cause that's extravagant









Deliver me.
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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