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she tickles heels of my feet when dropping honey in my milk. it said cause they were not kind to me but they are now but still it hurts. not when ten thousand miles ago another night was beside me. she laid her **** on my chin so i could speak in colors but all i saw was a flower behind her ear. she made me speak in rhymes not long too fast she bashed me on the scene of crimes when mine was dripping honey not on me
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Sep 4, 2017
Sep 4, 2017 at 2:33 PM UTC
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she tickles heels of my feet when dropping honey in my milk. it said cause they were not kind to me but they are now but still it hurts. not when ten thousand miles ago another night was beside me. she laid her **** on my chin so i could speak in colors but all i saw was a flower behind her ear. she made me speak in rhymes not long too fast she bashed me on the scene of crimes when mine was dripping honey not on me
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Sep 4, 2017 at 2:33 PM UTC
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