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I look young I think you mean younger To you I am older Decided to take the chance? Fought my conscience Like, this is risky, but **** me anyway I could see how bad you wanted more Knew I could convince you You know I can be very gentle Needed to be possessed by you Feel it, **** it and I will love it You’re like a drug or something Had to give into having you And you’re delicious You’re just as bad I’m a freaky little chick An insatiable ravenous **** Bad boy this morning…. Pretty naughty little girl Love when you talk that way You look up at me on your knees Bend my limbs and love me deeply I love to hear you beg I love when you give in I love when you follow orders I’d do anything you asked Four or five times a day Amazing the way you please me I make you want it Can I sit on your lap? You just enjoy turning me on I’d tease your fingertips... And making me sweat Poor thing, embrace it You get hot. I get hot. I think you ****** me up Didn’t mean to **** you up
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Feb 7, 2011
Feb 7, 2011 at 2:53 PM UTC
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I look young I think you mean younger To you I am older Decided to take the chance? Fought my conscience Like, this is risky, but **** me anyway I could see how bad you wanted more Knew I could convince you You know I can be very gentle Needed to be possessed by you Feel it, **** it and I will love it You’re like a drug or something Had to give into having you And you’re delicious You’re just as bad I’m a freaky little chick An insatiable ravenous **** Bad boy this morning…. Pretty naughty little girl Love when you talk that way You look up at me on your knees Bend my limbs and love me deeply I love to hear you beg I love when you give in I love when you follow orders I’d do anything you asked Four or five times a day Amazing the way you please me I make you want it Can I sit on your lap? You just enjoy turning me on I’d tease your fingertips... And making me sweat Poor thing, embrace it You get hot. I get hot. I think you ****** me up Didn’t mean to **** you up
Okay this is my version of a found poem but less contrite and unoriginal. These lines are lines from text messages between the guy I am completely in love with and myself. He lives about 5 states away from me, this is how we communicate. Also he's only about 5 years older than me, if anyone was concerned.
jordon
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Feb 7, 2011
Feb 7, 2011 at 2:53 PM UTC
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