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Aug 2014
M
I'm a slave to this gay
to this gate i've been trapped behind
enslaved to the lady
girls are my sunrise
I'm a lake to the take
To the sweep I pull behind
I'm engulfed by the breaks
that your face
that your shape
controls my mind
I wish I could take
I could say that you would be mine
but you're so far away
i'd take days
to blow your mind
not that days could keep us apart
cause honey
your space
sparks flame on the dark
and my face wants your face
like a bookmarks it's page
I want you to want me everyday
I want to mark you everyday
I want my face to take place of everything you ever hated
and i want you to love me
I want to be your wind
I want to be your quiet
to tighten all your loose ends
to make your bed
to mess it up
I'd make your tea
clean all your cups
and kiss your lips
It'll be over
as soon as you let me
kiss your lips
i'd surly be done after that
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Julie Butler
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Julie Butler  CA
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