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***** how would you like it the bartender sighs the lord’s name in vain understood the slurred wittiness wobble onto stool ****** over joining the rest of the line sweet the sound system jests that one song about a breakup puke on the sofa next to your carpet it’s yellow swayed hips shoulders give way diluted In and Out closed turn over moist to the Devil’s dance floor where a pretty ugly Frenchie took your wrist foot strikes a patch of ice popped cherry on a yellow wheel stop get up dizzy scrape on forearm the impassionate spring fever wrapped around neck constrains body against ***** hands stroked rock hard back she asks if she could have a stick reached into baggies pulled out a yellow she takes halo you took halo got into the convertible a silent triumph when you insert your key twist --- by Aleksander Mielnikow (Alek the Poet)
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May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 5:49 PM UTC
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***** how would you like it the bartender sighs the lord’s name in vain understood the slurred wittiness wobble onto stool ****** over joining the rest of the line sweet the sound system jests that one song about a breakup puke on the sofa next to your carpet it’s yellow swayed hips shoulders give way diluted In and Out closed turn over moist to the Devil’s dance floor where a pretty ugly Frenchie took your wrist foot strikes a patch of ice popped cherry on a yellow wheel stop get up dizzy scrape on forearm the impassionate spring fever wrapped around neck constrains body against ***** hands stroked rock hard back she asks if she could have a stick reached into baggies pulled out a yellow she takes halo you took halo got into the convertible a silent triumph when you insert your key twist --- by Aleksander Mielnikow (Alek the Poet)
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May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 5:49 PM UTC
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