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The look from her eyes, will make your knees buckle. Old game; same struggle, different hustle. With a croaked smile; she whispers, “I love you.” Thighs, chasing highs, cause highs- heals; lovely view; your daily double. Tried beginners luck; who gives a **** Heads and Tails; and things still aren't looking up. That's the closest; some will get; the rest giving up. So much for getting lucky. Luckily, Misery hates company; Unless they accompany. Lots of money to cover fees. Monkey see, Monkey do, You ain't telling me. Good girl on the streets, But in the sheets, Nothing but trouble Likes is rough. Using your weak spots, her strong points; tough they will make you struggle. Rubbing her strengths against you, All skill, applying her iron will; until you burst your bubble. Her feelings; out of reach Those things; will get you in trouble. No love lost; tough lessons taught. The experience they brought. No family, no Friends; The endz; In God we Trust; is all she can trust. Saving her life away, still ain’t enough. Men lie, women lie; that’s enough. Life is rough; but she’s keeping up. Won’t get the best of her, can’t say it enough. Life’s a ***** and the devil filleth her cup. Now Karma's coming after me; *what the ****
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Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 8:28 AM UTC
Life
The look from her eyes, will make your knees buckle. Old game; same struggle, different hustle. With a croaked smile; she whispers, “I love you.” Thighs, chasing highs, cause highs- heals; lovely view; your daily double. Tried beginners luck; who gives a **** Heads and Tails; and things still aren't looking up. That's the closest; some will get; the rest giving up. So much for getting lucky. Luckily, Misery hates company; Unless they accompany. Lots of money to cover fees. Monkey see, Monkey do, You ain't telling me. Good girl on the streets, But in the sheets, Nothing but trouble Likes is rough. Using your weak spots, her strong points; tough they will make you struggle. Rubbing her strengths against you, All skill, applying her iron will; until you burst your bubble. Her feelings; out of reach Those things; will get you in trouble. No love lost; tough lessons taught. The experience they brought. No family, no Friends; The endz; In God we Trust; is all she can trust. Saving her life away, still ain’t enough. Men lie, women lie; that’s enough. Life is rough; but she’s keeping up. Won’t get the best of her, can’t say it enough. Life’s a ***** and the devil filleth her cup. Now Karma's coming after me; *what the ****
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Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 8:28 AM UTC
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