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Aug 2014
When you said when you said I heard what you said..
I knew that y'all did it's how y'all would click..
The joy in the air the mess of the mess.

I lurk on the stairs of a conversation
My hands know the feeling when you grab the thunder, lighting comes first when I saw you smile.

It's a deep whole of lying wonders,
Fingers go only with satisfaction.
With y'all Laughter sounds taped backwards.

Shaft speaks to shaft lust speaks to mattress, your door was open to your closet as I walk up alittle more in this friendship.. You said something but you stopped.

You said "sometimesΒ Β I wonder if men do better *******..bro Rico he.........."
As I keep talking to not blow the candles off your cake. But how can I judge you when I grabbed thunder just to taste the rain..
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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   AJ
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