the body wanted hurts
itf
ee
l
s like in the morning stretched
hard to creep
too creep it feels hard
amongst a mile of cotton
and the stubble
of a clefted heaving
Aug 7, 2013
Aug 7, 2013 at 7:23 PM UTC
the body wanted hurts
itf
ee
l
s like in the morning stretched
hard to creep
too creep it feels hard
amongst a mile of cotton
and the stubble
of a clefted heaving
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