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I miss putting my hands all over you. I miss putting my lips on your parts And when I blow You you let out the sweetest sounds. Your curves are just perfect. Even the way your body glistens in the light is beautiful. There isn’t any others like you. You are broken now. Many years of neglect. You’re drying up and it’s my fault. You don’t hold up like you used to. I’ll love you again And I will fix you. I miss you My sweet little saxophone ❤️
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Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 1:26 PM UTC
My Baby
I miss putting my hands all over you. I miss putting my lips on your parts And when I blow You you let out the sweetest sounds. Your curves are just perfect. Even the way your body glistens in the light is beautiful. There isn’t any others like you. You are broken now. Many years of neglect. You’re drying up and it’s my fault. You don’t hold up like you used to. I’ll love you again And I will fix you. I miss you My sweet little saxophone ❤️
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30/M/Florida
Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 1:26 PM UTC
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