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Oct 2014
I saw you standing there, lonely. Staring off into no where, your mind wonder. Pondering, I am of you. Wondering, what it is I am to do. To ease your mind of your worries. Concerned, for many reasons most importantly, because of you. He loves you foolishly, absent minded of you. If I were you, I wouldn't let him treat you the way you do. So precious your feelings, you embody all that is beautiful. Making war against you, I rather make love with you while I, Satisfy you the way you teach me too, giving you love the way you need me too. He can't satisfy you the way I intend to, but you are in love him... I'm just sitting
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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