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Aug 2014
jumping puddles in my consciousness
marshmallow ground upside-down and i'm lost in this
brought with this
made for this
wake up with a smile and scrambled eggs because i'm baking ****
i'm baked as ****
looking at her ****
just waiting for a hit
i wanna lick her lips
and close my eyes until i'm bit
bakedjones
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bakedjones  Indiana
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