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Just when I think I'm tired of loving you. And I get bored with thinking about you all **** day. I get frustrated. Because my thoughts are on replay. So I get up and turn on my red light at three am. And say. "This is the last love poem I'm writing for your black *** Yet here I am.
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Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 12:26 AM UTC
Last Love Poem
Just when I think I'm tired of loving you. And I get bored with thinking about you all **** day. I get frustrated. Because my thoughts are on replay. So I get up and turn on my red light at three am. And say. "This is the last love poem I'm writing for your black *** Yet here I am.
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Ethiopian
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 12:26 AM UTC
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