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She sneaks into his window Late at night She climbs into his lap, crying her eyes to sleep He wakes up to the snores of thunder She calls out to him with her eyes It's all about being naked and furry, beauty is in the fur of the beholder Scared as she is, words escape her Meows are no more enough to silence his cries of fear She climbs into his lap and sleeps Dawn breaks and she won't be here She left.
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 5:21 PM UTC
***** little fur ball
She sneaks into his window Late at night She climbs into his lap, crying her eyes to sleep He wakes up to the snores of thunder She calls out to him with her eyes It's all about being naked and furry, beauty is in the fur of the beholder Scared as she is, words escape her Meows are no more enough to silence his cries of fear She climbs into his lap and sleeps Dawn breaks and she won't be here She left.
jaylan-salman
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 5:21 PM UTC
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